Best Appear Poems

As the life of the day nears its last breath,
With a glow of crimson, forewarning its death,
Upon its cresting, the reflection, daunting,
The sea sets free a beauty, haunting
The depths of its treasures of unknown span,
The Queen Of Pearls, secluded from man.

This queen, a beauty of figure, a maiden so fair,
With glistening gold locks finer than...

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this poet’s page suddenly turns black
stars appear

am i standing on the earth?

the sky like the palladium
of the phantom of the opera

a masquerade of candleshine

i wouldn’t be surprised to see angels
descending 
each holding a solitary beacon

they say stars sing —
i applaud thee soprano-coloratura

star-soubrette whimsically winks
then spurs across theater stage

i say a prayer

3/16/2020
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Things may appear to be tough 
But, you have to hang in there
Embrace those challenges that life throws at you 
Build strength in order to persevere
Walk one step at a time
And monitor your progress 
Rise above those dark clouds 
Continue on your path to success...

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The first warm days of spring every year
Send our hearts a-soaring as angels appear
Overcome by sweet bliss
They greet us with a kiss
Our trials and troubles all at once disappear


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Following acts of terror
rapt within their spell
volunteers move in concert
kindness starts to swell.
     Amidst deeds so heartless
     passersby watch stars appear
     while cursing the darkness.
  
Citizens forget themselves
show community
assist as first responders
deal with tragedy.
     Amidst deeds so heartless
...

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A crispness floats 'pon the soft breeze
Pastel color lingers
Slow moving like the morn's presence
Fall now gently appears

A red-orange color now tips
The Japanese Maple
Just the young tenderest small leaves
A few pears hang our staple

The last rose of summer now blossomed
No tender buds appear
A bright golden sun arises
Birds sing songs I hold dear

Soon the days will be...

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Silver dewdrops sparkle deeply under a footprint held 
salted remains forever and always loving dearest 

Through the living waters of life's rainbows kiss sweetly love
every colour shines uniquely precious under the mist 

Golden beautiful your sunlight guides me home warmly beams 
standing time adoring graciously your crown circles gems

A halo begins to turn waves around...

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Leaves Appear Pretty

Leaves appear pretty
 Different colors contain
  Laying on the ground...

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Made from hope and fists balled tight
the secret handshake of manhood and mistrust fell heavy,
It anchored his identity and moved him through the seas of poverty
And like how stars just appear,
He became fight, hostility, crime
No longer a casualty to life’s turbulence
but instead, a creation of his own bad decisions
Reprieve met him at the tip of...

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As the fog materializes
Some birds sing songs of love
The Mockingbird sits fluffed quiet
Coo, Coo floats from the Dove

One lone buzzard soars in the fog
Dampness coats plants and trees
Waterdroplets form, hang; waiting,
Water the earth for free

Tiny buds and leaves appear
They long to display gems
Soon all will open wide those buds
Atop those strong green stems

Soon butterflies will...

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All of my trees appear to have been bare
Leaves with pine needles lay everywhere
Grass no longer green we can always tell;
To see all of God's works will sit for a spell.

Birds still eat food while they are singing
Reminds me of how I often am have being
In God's sight things will be at their best
Have thought...

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A soul that vessels life,
or driven into oblivion.

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A pitiful anonymous dilemma,
that either suppresses or sustains life.
Fueling our consciousness,
whilst Fostering out desires.
Our instinctual incentive,
to appear a persona of part.

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a Pyramid, my answer...



In the Tomb of Inscriptions

it was said to me

"...show a count, of seven, four, one, and three..."

So I wrote them down as traditionally,

one easy step makes a year you can see...

7 x 4 x 13 = 364, plus 1

but seven days, four seasons, and 13 moons

were just too easy... this riddle would...

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Memories appear like the first drops of rain
Who are you, this is driving me insane
Faces familiar do not match with names
Sit upright in bed, memories circling
Leave me alone I need to sleep
Laughter, no pity keep me awake instead
Room starts to spin, feeling unwell
Familiar voices without recognition
Guide me away from all these premonitions
Adventures start, impossible scenes
Scenery...

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Oh my king whether i like it or not you will appear. 
Lord, help my heart 
To have nothing to repair when you appear. 
Because the time to do that would have disappear. 
The aftermath can only be despair. 
Let me not take your patience for pretense.
"The Lord does not delay and is not tardy...

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