Best Began Poems

That thing that we call poetry -
when asked where it began,
I’d say it started beautifully
before the dawn of man!

It glistened on the oceans
before man came to be.
It blossomed on the grassy cliffs
that met the first great sea.

It glittered in the moon and stars
and beamed on...

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0ne Sunny day the angels sat, assembled on the clouds,
Some played harps, others sang, they all looked very proud.
A few were showing new wings, they’d just received that morn,
Others cuddled angel babies that had just been born.

Children jumping through the clouds, half flying they would...

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Poetry began, if I may so surmise
   When beauty touched the soul and fell upon the eye
 'Twas then we had  the notion
     To write from our hearts and express our deepest emotions

     And...

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[beforehand i just want to let you know that i wrote this in honor of November 17th. which is 
To Write Love On Her Arms Day. im hoping to come up with a better one before than. but i 
still hope you enjoy this quickly-wrote...

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as i began to understand Virginia Woolf
her voice from a room of her own
i realized i was upon a mountain
she had exposed the molehill it was
the dirt soon revealed a tunnel
entering it opened a new horizon
where i finally fully grasped the world
surrounding Jane Austen
in that...

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They restricted celebrations,
forget your relations.

They restricted travel,
watched families unravel.

They restricted purchases,
no provided services.

They closed the schools,
those were the new rules.

They closed the churches,
no Sunday soul searches.

They closed the gyms
and the flab begins.

They closed the restaurants,
forget sweet tooth wants.

They closed the theaters,
no full-length features.

They closed retail...

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Before it all began.....
Before our country in fear of opposition ran...
To the world's beginning of the end...
Was when foe became as enemy & no longer friend.

A fight broke out between the world's lands & people
Sending many to prayer within religion of their chosen steeple.
Against...and ready...

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I am attempting to be sure to exercise patience...
In my former hell I was writing, reading, smoking, pleading, meditating, and waiting

I manifested the move- I worked for it. 
Then boom! I get here, I'm working immediately, I am thinking things will just come to me...

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BEFORE IT BEGAN

Before it all began.....
Before our country in fear of opposition ran...
To the world's beginning of the end...
Was when foe became as enemy & no longer friend.

A fight broke out between the world's lands & people
Sending many to prayer within religion of their chosen...

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A bright sunny day
With some puffy clouds
They had images of faces
The temperature high
No birds in the sky
The squirrels were hiding

No one is outside
They were inside
With air conditioning
Having a co, drink
Just relaxing in the 
        cool air
Reading or answering...

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Today my thoughts were feeling melancholic, 
my silence minutes later fought back 
to help me reach out to the moment 
of relief and not to relinquish myself. 

Today my thoughts were trying to sing,
 my silence started to enjoy the music 
since poetry became part...

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Mother Nature has all but consumed 
Their little graveyard by the sea, where
Sands bleached white, slide 
Across the cemetery floor
Drifting like pale capsized hulls
Floating between tablets marking
The long forgotten dead

It was here, fifty two years ago that
I held my Grandfathers weathered hand, 
More so for...

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When David composed the beautiful Psalms,

   He did so without computers and roms!

      That's when poetry began.

         Old Dave wrote to inspire man.

       ...

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I could Google it, of course, and expand upon it then,
Upon another's theory of how poetry began.
The truth is no one really knows when poetry first started.
Those pre-historic folks who knew have eons ago departed.

So bear with me and I'll tell you what I firmly...

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The Atomic Café stays with me, over
even the most perfect of days.
I think about the arrogance of power
and how most people live in a daze.

I think on the geniality of the average citizen, 
how willing, how trusting, how guileless they are.
The salt of the earth,...

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