Best Aside Poems

Sometimes there's situations 
When you have to step aside.
There is nothing more that you can do,
Though it's hard to realize,
That maybe you are in the way,
And standing in between,
Sometimes you have to step aside,
Before God will intervene.

His work, he can do better,
If there's no one...

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Lay his name in the dark
and let your mouth speak of others
so that you might live once again
and hearing of him no longer bothers

Lay his blind eyes to rest
and let your smiling beauty be seen
so all of us in the rest of the world
might have...

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To prepare for the rain
Is important to every man; 
Able to meet his needs, 
Doing everything he can.

Look at the ants, 
Storing up food in summer; 
Not to be caught off guard, 
Nor hungry during winter.

But more than ensuring
A life in contentment; 
One should prepare...

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STEPS ASIDE

They’ve banned the “step counters”
Outlawed the treadmill and stationary bike
Banned jogging (aka fast walking for the elderly)
Sports will be limited to “non-aerobic” activities
Tiddlywinks tournaments will be Government funded.

Scientific research and investigation
Funded by the “stay inside and die sooner” chapter
Of the “Governmental Gottcha Groups” 
Has...

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I’m not the girl that I used be

Why do you look at me like that?
Where is that sparkle in your eyes?
Do you not find me attractive? 
I’m still here 
Right here 
I’m still the same inside
If you can't see that
You might as well step aside

4-2-17
Alexis...

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Bitter, the taste of tears on your color less cheeks, breathe, 
reality on the run hurts worse than the insane damage of
any words thrown in hatred; let my crooning eclipse you,
insolate you, like a halo on an angel. “Speak to me of us,
nevermind, the money...

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Think today's gonna be a good one
Not really feeling all that bad
Except pains in my legs and arms
And my back aches just a tad

Oh forgot to mention my sinuses
They've been acting up of late
My eyesight isn't what it used to be
And lately my hearing's not...

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abandoned in field
one thousand tiny new chicks 
willing hands save them

based on newspaper story over the weekend


02~20~17...

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Social distancing,
including global apartheid,
brings us to Zoom
into each Other, virtually,

More virtuously win/win
or uncivilly win/lose?

For remote educational,
advocacy,
organizing and planning
social communication
reading
and exercise
and meditation
prayer
and therapeutic circles,

Religious
and secular humanitarian
win/win physical
mental
economic
political health systems
for ecological/theological
democratic wealthcare receiving
and co-giving
remote green-therapeutic
non-violent communication
Services

Delivered with fewer carbon fuel-rooted risks
while increasing green cooperative 
interfaith opportunities
for multiculturally...

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There are meanderings who itch and creep
    To fill my night with dread.
There are cataclysms where I cringe and cower
    That are better left unsaid
And there's an apparition to slake my very soul
    Standing menacingly aside...

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All was certain, the tracks determined
each and every day 
Cold steel certainty dictated 
all thoughts and machinations
complacent
Will the unfeeling rails define us?
Will the force-fed rout devide us?

I stand, a locomotive, raging off the track
teetering engine building steam
throwing all your notions back
to the overbearing brother providing
lies...

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Son Scott, is following in Daddy's footsteps
So proud of that boy of mine
Technology's gotten way ahead of me now
Back then, my designs made me shine

But Scottie has taken it to a whole new level
He's made it in today's techno art
This old guy couldn't even begin...

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~ His Mothers Prayer ... ~


Corresing the callic on his head
tiny little fingers wraped around mine
sighlent prayer I worry,
night; is closing in ... fears linger,
welling ... UP, 

as darkness IS CALLING ...

thank you Arkbear,

your prayers have kept my little Abri safe 




thus far ...

ONE WE...

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A strict moral sermon seems fine 
until humbug ruins the design
be saintly  my boy
please don’t act so coy
you’ll thank me somewhere down the line!!!...

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Don’t push red roses aside
nor the violets-blue guide.

It’s childhood honey sweet.
It’s a record player on repeat.

It’s a treasure, and when found
a mother feels thus crowned.

The message on printed cards -
cute drawings with regards.

It is the simplest compliment -
in latter years, a sacred document.

It’s the breeziest...

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