Best Adviser Poems

I'm retired but do I still have a life
Yes, sexual adviser I am to my wife
But if I say try this
It'll be totally bliss
If I...

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This enlisted soul
At eighteen years old
Barely a man
Not even street wise told

From the proms, to the camp
He kits out tomorrow
His future he stamps
Never knowing bloodied...

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God/Jesus
Loving, Good
Saving, Blessing, Guiding
King, Lord of Lords,  Savior, Creator
Teaching, Leading, Fishing
Powerful, Almighty
Father

Father
strong,  industrious
building ,  directing , sacrificing
family head, director,  leader, manager
hardworking,...

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Poetry My Life 
Poetry my life, my happiness
Poetry my life, my journey, my success, my future and true me
Poetry my dream, my light, my life
Poetry...

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Because she was a buxom blonde
and he lacked a sage Adviser, 
(like a naïve fresh off the pond)
he fell for and idealized her.

If he had...

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They are all experts.
With lots of advice.
I am doing things right
Except

I have done something okay,
But

I have not had as much experience, so it is their...

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Social settings have stigma attached to this. 
Atmospherically climactic negative correlations sustain society. 
Civilized individuals are naturally monogamous; serially… 
On the other hand gender segregated...

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One dark dreary night while happily drinkin’ up a big big storm,
I beheld a tiny green man in my bottle, oh!—not the norm.

He’s my tiny...

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~Another Fairyland Story: Summons From The Faerie Queen~ 
 (Short Story or Narrative poem) 


 It was late at night 
 Perhaps a little past...

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Do you go to the left? 
Do you go to the right? 
Do you continue straight ahead? 
Do you stand still?
 
No matter what path...

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He sees it gleaming on the side of the road
Looks at it closely…pleased it isn’t a toad
Ever so blissful is that strapping young buck
He can’t...

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Who is my reader? My reader is my guest 
In the secret of his corner of host
He welcomes me as an instructor or tractor 
In...

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AN  INFAMOUS LEGEND

King Henry XIII was indeed quite a boy,
He had no clue how to spell the word coy,
He was consumed by a quest...

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A SISTERS LOVE

Hearts dearest companion,
 My sister shines,
Mine protectorates against, 
Harms deepest heartache.
A sheltering umbrella,
 Repelling tear drops
Painful moments.
 Comrades council, wisdom’s
 Listening ear,
Defenders outspoken...

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I was interviewing ecotherapeutic health workers
and ran into one from the Conceptualist School
of Positive Psychology.

While this sounded quite abstractly wonderful,
I asked her for the elevator...

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