Best 400 Poems

Darkness Where Now Poe And Raven Reside,
(Part One)

As the Raven cross into the dark pits
Those in torment went into heaving fits
Its shrieking calls, alarms even...

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I was told that I should die, because of the color of my skin.
It didn’t matter what I thought or even what I believed in.
I...

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It was late in gorgeous springtime, and I was teaching my class,
A lesson in African history, and the events of time's hourglass.

My fourth graders were...

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Aloha Spirit

Sol, with his golden crown, greets me each morning
within divine rays extending out over emerald hills
and valleys that absorb his warmth of abiding light.

View...

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Darkness Where Now Poe And Raven Reside,
(Part Two)

Song over, Poe told demon band to leave
And then pointed to the now empty stage
Wretched souls, look as...

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We pass by homeless on the street
They make me grateful for the roof above my head

Metatarsalgia in my feet makes me wince
How lucky I am...

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POETS

Seems we be a restless,
often rootless, band
we poets.
Annuals
bursting forth
in fullness
only to fade,
blown away
on fickle winds.
Stringless kites
anchored
in the ethereal.
Voices adrift
on the mind’s
muse.
Tumbleweeds
in torment
pursued
by the winds
of our...

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I'm Witchy Poo from Dunedoo,
I'm a flaming outback witch,
You won't see me rounding cattle up
Or digging in a ditch.

I like to cast spells,
Just like those...

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I am a Fall leaf-
just  f l o a t i n g  down a clear stream,
quiet the ripples;

I make on this ...

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my peace will be found
                    ...

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Look at the 1st quarter moon of the 7th
Day of the 7th month in the naked sky.
There! The two stars Vega and Altair
Blinded by love...

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A Fond Farewell to the Soup
You've all been "Souper".

As I set down at the keyboard
My eyes are filled with tears
For I’ll be saying “ Good-bye”
To...

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              Crowning Glory

        ...

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The Roman administrators came for the wealth of our worship
demanding that I crack the church's coffers wide open
for their needs, for the Empire's desperate embellishments,
in...

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Why do I love poetry? Well, it's none of the usual: beautiful words, lofty thoughts, noble sentiments. I can get all that from Tolstoy or...

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