Best Bearers Poems

Being a frontline health careworker
has us all consumed with fear
A nursing home filled with the elderly could 
become a catastrophic atmosphere

If the Coronavirus enters their...

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A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on...

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A Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates...

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Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates a murder time and time again, 
As the...

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What flowers do we most cherish?

Ones with such aroma they consume our senses,
as sweet purfumed, honeysuckle clad fences,
or those of brilliant hues springing boldly from...

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Clans, Ilks and Tartans

Woven into threads of red and black,
Girded by grids of white,
Distant plaintive bagpipe memories
Of sunset over Kilmaurs –
A crest that bears a...

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I've read many accounts on that horrific war that was WWI ,it was supposed to end all wars.
It was trench warfare and men fought and...

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Feathers, meant to soar
    propel their bearers evermore
  gliding, coasting, turning over
    Acrobats, sky-high rovers  

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Even Rocks Can Cry



Even rocks wear away with time
and the demands of strength.  These
seemingly immoveable objects,
deflectors of life’s raging torrents,
sun warmed seats of contemplation,
bearers...

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"Seeds of Reformation"

It has already begun
the swift elevation 
of metaphor, self revelation
echoes the transition
of other heralds

their grand symphony
of change singing 
like archangels calling 
in the...

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There once was a snowman named Paul
Quite sadly he had a great fall
When he landed on his head
They thought for sure he was dead
Paul Bearers...

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All creation sings your praises,
Thou who angels love to praise.
Singing holy, holy, holy
round Your throne in heav’n above.
Feathered creatures of all species
worship You at each...

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The last days are here!
There are wars
There are rumors of wars
Nature revolts every where!


False prophets!
With strange doctrines
Feed fat on human frailities
To man’s utter bewilderment!

Strange illnesses!
Stranger...

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Today's generation has lost the sense of emotions.
What they call pain, anger and happiness is all a simple imagination.
Let me tell you life is a...

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Dear penguin bearers, 

Your fears are my letters. 
Your attacks are my words. 
Your choking is my ink. 
Your voice is my language. 
Your trembling...

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