Best At My Fingertips Poems

Like Easter eggs and seashells,
I collect them
scattered dubloons in gypsy gold
Brushstrokes of verse by hands more able
to decorate, and brighten
My barren table

Bountiful fruit from other fields
As smiles compel, 
As lament heals
They are the beauty I borrow
The flowers I water

They are gems of titian embers
The ascension
Of...

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Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight...

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Young and naive from a distance her heart leaped to its highest peak
On his terrace he'd sit lips utter words if the pages could speak
Her eyes showed ruby red as held flooding tears, so very weak 
Quiet and steady she kept silent cries to touch...

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Today I painted a picture to
Represent my life and who I am
I had many colors at my fingertips
But I only used a few, I started with
A silver blue, to represent the calm & serene
River I am
I let red symbolize the wildfire of anger
That courses through...

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The ashes of your ghost still roam within a sea of roses.
Breathing you in, I try to reach through the veils,
yet to no avail.
The bitter emptiness is all I can feel.

The Fates keep taunting, teasing~
in the dead of night, your voice still lingers,
preventing slumber from...

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Racking, fracking, fricker dickers -
there it goes again stirring all my inner jitters; 
my pc, tablet, phone and friends
blank screens locked immovable in place again
while tweets and texts disappear in phantom space.

Techno blab excites me
and the mesmerizing call invites me
but searching play on the blank...

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   My phone is my connection to the world
   All my friends text me
   Every single day
   Influencers tell me what to think, do, and say 
   Everyone I admire is here with one click
...

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Searching, but never found
Chained and bound
Held back 
looking for what life lacks
At my fingertips grasp
But alas my life has lapsed

9-15-23...

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The bark worn smooth,
a scamper up.
Looking down takes my breath away.
Leveling off, I’m safe in the cockpit.

Flying the Iowa skies, way above the tassels,
Control panel at my fingertips.
Spreading my wings and charging the clouds.
Birds skimming by.

The branch cradling my adventure
is broad,
back firmly against the trunk,
sun...

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It's peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.

I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this time of lost loss.
Death is always inconvenient,
even when invited.

A veteran,
about my age,
this shooter.

It took more than one
to hold and fire...

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I’m thankful that I’m a woman
With the power to beguile
With charm at my fingertips
And bewitchment in my smile

I’m proud to be a woman
Of genders the fairer one
With a silken soft beauty
And aura to match the sun

I’m glad to be a woman
Of creation the very best
The...

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A smoky inhalation,
Burning desire... Lonely. 
Crowds circulating, a click. 
Fire kissing, my lips; Warmed. 

Tangible lover or feigned hope?
Ember flickers, a wisp of smoke. 
Embraces me, no feeling of alone. 
The crackling, every breath; Happy. 

A halo at my fingertips, mending
Heart and Soul, easing The...

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When I was a little girl, no higher then your knee,
I was given a box of crayons to enhance my creativity.
I laid out all those crayons in a long, long line, you see.
Mesmerized by what laid just at my fingertips for me.

I've held a rainbow...

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I couldn’t live without my phone
Although when I was younger,
Since mobile phones did not exist,
I didn’t have that hunger.

I waited ‘til I got back home
To call a friend for schmoozing.*
My mom would write a message,
If I got one, for perusing.

Encyclopedias were there
To look up information.
No...

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I have just been confounded by nature on so many counts. I have been commenting on bumblebees not being seen in any quantity over most of the month, and today two species. Not abundant, but present, and pleasantly surprised I was. Another flying busybody not...

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