Best Ached Poems

As a young boy
Sitting in a pew
The winter darkness pressing down
Candlelight waves from hidden drafts
Shadows danced on the walls

I heard the words destined to me
“Be...

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Where I am probing a tranquil night
I find you there in the depth of skies
Among shiny stars, my beloved sight,
Endearing as ever to gratified eyes.

You...

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(For Dad ... I love you and miss you, and time doesn't help)

            ...

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People amble by in view of the placid lake
Mesmerized by horizon adorning scarlet
While not far from the Oak tree, I stealthily lay
Enthralled in...

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The steep waning of duskfall held by one
Cuddled by a wheeze , the dim air’s pale  light,
Nestling  upon boughs of  memoirs undone
As...

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When I used to dream
I used to dream about him
Fantasizing about how it happened and how it could have been
Demons, chasing Nightmares, Happiness on Poles
Tied...

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I used to like barbells, enjoyed pumping iron,
   my Nautilus* gym was one happy environ.
Those posters of 6-packs and marbled biceps
  ...

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You don’t know me…
You don’t know my past…
If you did would you 
judge me for my pain so vast? 

Did you hear about 
that one...

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Have you longed to give your heart just for the sake of giving?
Withheld for years, for pain and tears spark fear that steals from living...

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Chocolate Moose Girl

A Sunday brunch one day went me
when she I saw, at table three.
From my mind to forget, never nor maybe.

For on this radiant...

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And the music began,
And with power so strong, I nearly fell back from the force
Snarling, smiling, demons held me upright,
As the Precarious Prince began,

“Dare you...

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On this October's mild stirrings
I watched ached nights flicker, to glow 
Around his hair like angel wings
Recalling joyrides... so mellow.
That in hushed tones,I called Gramps'...

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the gods …

awoke early that day
for the sun had swallowed the moon
and left a ragged, gaping wound in the sky …
it bled darkness like cold...

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He was on my bench, so I asked, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese!
We both had a big laugh...

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Yesterday,
when conscious slept,
anger was my shield,
fear my faithful sword.

When hatred contaminated my heart,
tears ached for tranquillity,
polluted in guilt from selfish greed.

Life can be a disaster...

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