Best Bedeviled Poems

The night is frosted glass.
Daylight’s clouds - restless like my love -
and scattered wildly heretofore -
somehow made a pact
to nimbly rearrange themselves.
Congealing in this chilling...

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Bedeviled by those pleading eyes
deep as the secrets they chasm
captive as the questions one must surmise 
and I, for your deliverance the ransom 

"never leave...

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Folks refer to grand times as “bees knees”
But I am often bedeviled by bees
     I take one step out the door
...

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F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and...

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He hurries home late from the office
and hesitates out on the lawn,
the mists are swirling like her dress,
the moon is frowning down.

The music in her...

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BEING HUMAN


Benevolent but bedeviled by his demons
Eternally yearning for salvation yet
Intrinsically entangled in a web of self-delusion
Neither able to adopt the earth nor earn the...

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O tiny, dimpled sphere, virginal white,  
Whooshing on your preordain-ed flight:     
What motivates your Lord to curses spew  
When...

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A boy and board in Brooklyn
bedeviled by the breath of baroque battles
bemused with a belligerent brain beauty
and befriended by battlefield bravado, 
the chessmen championed his...

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When the Parakeet increased his squawking
with the noise box ceaseless talking
far louder than the muted city roar.
Then I pondered that curious poem about the lost...

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This lonely drive to work, I barely felt alive
I felt a little quirk, on this mundane drive

I pulled over to make a call, next to...

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One moment too late, a misconception
what happened to a time well spent
scorched by anger, bedeviled by sorrow, entombed by history
One day was thought to be...

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He hurries home late from the office
and hesitates out on the lawn,
the mists are swirling like her dress,
the moon is frowning down.

The music in her...

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Life is full of averse
Of course nobody wants to join life adverse
How I wish my life is an isle
At least there will be no one...

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I am not my father not that I didn't love him
 but my dreams deferred along another path 
 and I have no desire to...

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Meet Otis; drug addict and alcoholic.
            He walks the razor's edge of life daily.
A...

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