Best Altogether Poems

‘Tis You’

It’s a tempestuous, wuthering, wuthering day
as I set forth exuberant and merrily on my way.
I pause to hearken to the symphony of sound
as natures...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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My poetry garden of late has lain untended and forlorn.
I succumbed to shock and dismay upon entering recently, for I observed that
great disagreement had erupted...

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You wonder why, my love
These memories flitter in the hallways of my mind
Knocking on the door
of every room
Where I’ve hung
Do not Disturb Signs
For I don’t...

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Jack Frost, Jack Frost, how we feel your icy touch.
The earth lies under your freezing clutch.
You are a sneaking thief coming to steal the russet...

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But you—the wild one
You were compulsive, fiery and inventive
I had my share of the wild and free
But you were molded from them—with insane beauty
Despite our...

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At any rate, a boy was holding a red balloon
Filled with helium, attached to a red ribbon.
Swirling and whirling without constraints
Having fun together they became...

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it's not the same anymore
this is a haunted place
all the living
happy and smiling
writing a pretty line
feeling sublime
but....it's a ghostland to me
drab
drear
desolate

poets I used to know
those...

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MOMMY

OF WHAT ARE WE MADE INSIDE US
Well my dear Ruth
We are made up of protons,
And Neutrons,
And of course Atoms,
And Molecules.
But isn’t this conversation
A little premature
For...

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Becoming righteous is a high ask
who indeed can claim this real prize
for God declares all as sinners
so need God to give you rise

Being able to...

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A love not lost but never found
 An open secret kept unknown
 The peaceful paths of love's battleground
 A sweet agony  yet to be...

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Painting You

Before painting, I first sketch you
In my mind’s eye…To compose
The lines, shapes, shadows and lights, 
That work altogether to form a semblant sight
Of you...

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Surrounded by various profession
Business, medicine, soldiership and education
It's heaven-sent and planned  for Him to labour
To work manually with strength and effort
True hardships; entails a...

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The mirror reflects, obliquely,
a peculiar yellow butterfly -- it flutters, flutters
the specks of black my beard is made of
on the breeze.  A daffodil hangs...

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My life was droning along, quite monotonously
like a tired, worn-out song... drawling endlessly

Then one day it happened- two whole lives affected
a simple letter was penned,...

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