Best Atlas Poems

you were an infant
i would sing a song i created for you

'there's a baby in my arms
there's a baby in the mirror
but honey 
there's not...

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It was a rainy day so I flipped through a stack of comics
My Amazing Poet series
Finally I picked the fabulous Five
I liked the picture on...

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No flame within! 
      do I hold for you
no delightful delicacy
      shall I put to...

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The Winter Blues
Robert J. Lindley 

Winter blew in with a scant little whimper 
Fall skulked away with hardly a peep 
Deep cold, blowing winds fit...

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Sisyphus pushes his rock up hill
While Atlas bears his load.
Damned by the ire of capricious gods,
Forced down a toilsome road.

And so it is with the...

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Those rarer men I once fondly 
knew...                  ...

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I’ve watched him whither. He came to me a decade ago, stooped in pain. The fine-boned features of his face and the clarity of his...

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Blackness moving slowly into light!

becoming one existance

The stars gather like flocks of birds.

See the colors mix and mingle

Creating the perfect shades of colors, the

most beautiful...

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Wodon gave them song and verse
Promethius gave them fire
Dionysius gave them wine and games
Orpheus played the lyre
Atlas held the world aloft
Fenrir consumed it whole
Ceres gave...

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It is many years since I visited you and Grand mama
The second I walked through the library door
Memories of my childhood came flooding back to...

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Flower power

“If you’re going to
San Francisco be sure to
wear a flower 
in your hair”
long and shaggy
shagged longing wild

And to Berlin or
Paris for that 
matter to...

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On Tour


To dive into the world of the great barrier reef would be enough
assimilating into the tranquil environment somewhere in the Capricorn
looking below while leaping...

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It’s a recurring thought –
Over and over again –
Reverberating in my head,
Bouncing back and forth,
Reeling up and down like a Yo-yo,
Like a boomerang that keeps...

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A lonely beam of yellow-white light,
carving a curve in the ink of the night,
upon the snow-burdened branches of pine,
standing still guard to the lord of...

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If you are Poetry,
- an atlas
Pina Coladas, my escape . .
why do moments taunt me,
your canvas,
sentences that have taken shape?

If you are Poetry,
- a scribble
lyrics...

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