Best Around The Back Poems

Wings flutter
     off in the distance
as I shuffle through these stones,
tasting the energy trapped in each,
scouring my lands
   ...

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There's mischief in the air, and in the sky
Rises fair, sublime, and rare - Blue Moon.
Son of Venus, hidden, now lets fly
An arrow to a...

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In little towns the big events are locally presented,
and every family in the town is usually represented.
Shopkeepers shut their doors when a pioneer curls his...

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There was pity for one second for the victim in this case,
when 'Hilly', 'Bee' and me were walking to our drinking place.
We were slobbering in...

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Forgiven
She wore a scarlet letter on her back
Tied up with chains 
That strangled and kept her from being free.
She could barely breathe…
Her guilt and shame...

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Lost in a moment
A breath of time
A single point
On the worlds spine
A single minute
Frozen in space
Held by a kiss
Held in its place
It tingles 
And shimmers
And...

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There is nothing I won't do
To try and finally get through
To a world who is not well
Somehow we all tripped and fell
Right into a hole...

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A Psalmody of Psalm Ninety One
God is our refuge, He is our shelter
Kept safe from demons are those who’re blessed 
Beneath wings of the Almighty...

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Santa’s Responsibility Rap
Loch David Crane 
July 2, 2006

Santa's jolly all year long
	he’s such a happy soul;
but if ya ever cross him
	he’ll put you in a...

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He waits for me in my dreams each night
I hear his soft neigh when he catches sight
of me. I am only a tiny little slip...

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You know when I think about it now and what I have to do,
a lot of you folk out there would have a bit of...

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I'm a very picky guy, getting involved 
With my quality quantity 
Oh oh look at how I have evolved
It's fantastic that it's reality 
It's not...

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The wet dew beneath my feet is cold. I can taste the moist wet air in every breath. A thick fog casts an eerie amber...

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Apparition
	
	
	For several years
	a photograph of my grandfather,
	my mother’s father,
	hung on my living room wall
	There’s no date on his portrait; 
	family lore says it was taken...

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Hope and…a father is could be 

Against all odds and expectations
so many rules and norms and
clever theories society’s demands
cultures and conventions there is
no magic wand...

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