Best 18Th Poems

Such precious gemstones
Morning dew shines like diamonds
God’s tears from heaven

Written on 18th February 2 days before my father died


Posted 22nd February 2015...

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A  Birthday Poem For My Very Special Friend
(This is also composed  for my dear friend, PD)

Your birthday is indeed  a great time...

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FRED THE PERV.

Kinky Fred stole knickers off the line
One summer night his haul totalled nine
His spree ended in tears
Got an extra ten years
When Judge Sue...

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One more peg
to quench my thirst,
thirst of a desert
nearer to sea
so close to it
yet so far.

One more peg
to forget the pain,
pain of my heart
which I...

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There’s a sense in which all life is scum on this earth
(without God as creator), life here (more debris
that just floats on the surface of...

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The 18th of December was her last day;
she neither knew the date nor cared to.
Gathered at the hospital, keeping vigil,
we never overcame her fright, or...

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Scientists say it’s just a mirage,
but sailors claim the ghost ship floats
in air, with stormy seas below.
Again he tries to round Cape Hope.

Captain van der...

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I’m trying a new ‘see food’ diet
I’d recommend that you all try it
Any food will do
Nothing’s bad for you ...
It's no wonder my trousers don’t...

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Mountain dawn--
                       ...

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The Magical Mystery Tour  (#Beatles) 
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     freely transported

to realms of exuberance

         psychedelia


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Visual...

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I slowly open the old, rusty cemetery gate that groans,
      it squeaks and creaks in the still night,
  ...

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Vacations, in her knowledge, don't exist

India would progress with people like her,

Dear or not, she cares for all -

Yearning to do good for another

A wonderful...

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Yesterday’s Music

The music of a burbling rill
Close by a dry stone wall,
And on the air, so calm and still
A blackbird's fluting call

Green finches in the...

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Over where winds blow, my Love waits for me
Even when zephyrs blow a bustling breeze
His outreaching arms beckon come let me see
Join me in my...

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OUT OF THE BELLY

	Highway sixty pours into the Ottawa Valley the same way sunlight rips through the drapes of my darkened motel room. Every Monday...

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