Best Braising Poems

braising thoughts arose as my lifeless 
body huddled in a fetal position i' d completed 
thirty hail mary's an yet my macerated flesh 
lay still as the sun began
to settle embedding itself almost oh how vain i was 
thinking merely of beauty 
my beauty taken...

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The typewriters tap,
with a rat-a-tat-tat,
like a fourth estate rap
to provide us the pap
(that serves as a snack with a rat-a-tat-tat)
in a newspaper scrap
crammed with meaningless crap
from the editor's yap
(spewing flimflamy flak, booming rat-a-tat-tat)
after gashing a gap
in the daily recap
with a snip in a snap-
sounding thundery...

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Braising sun stagnate, scaring blistering air, sand cutting strafing, more will I mention, elements raising, wedge freely created, by those who do not care.

Floods freely forging, water crushing scare, wave weaving pressing, life lightly wasted, warnings for all to beware....

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One impulsive Saturday morning in Autumn 
Quail eggs take all the blames
		Quail eggs from Laguna Farmer’s market

Unspeakable -  what to do with these weird eggs?   Later 
that night, FIRST 
home-made dinner 
was born.

…. recipes, Bill Briwa, olive oils, herbs, wines ……
 ...

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THIS WAS BASICALLY ORCHESTRATED BY CIRO GARGANO IDEA MAKING DONALD PELLEGREN BELIEVE HE AND I WERE PARENTS AFTER A BREIF ENCOUNTER WITH HITMAN PELLEGREN HE BECAME OBSESSED WITH FATHERING A CHILD WITH ME HE RANTED AND RAVED LEAVING HIS WIFE MARILYN PELLEGREN OF 47 YEARS...

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My mind hungered the untimeliness 
of shattered existence above all grave 
battered thoughts sullen whispers quiet 
hushes I employed to write to empty 

oneself into an invisible crowded realm 
ecstasy of the soul craving my hearts 
glow the brilliant hue that send signals 
down my...

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gazing beyond
the chartered places
that dazzles my mind 
beneath the braising 
wonders of self
the mere wonders
of me arose under 
the infamous sun

Written by Yolanda Nicholsen 
December 23rd 2003 
Finally submitted here 5/3/2011...

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he stood over the mare 
a braising sable dancing
throughout the fields
of arlington heights a harness racing

thee annual competition
his eyes grazed the stallion
apon entering the arena
silence aboded

as pete climbed aboard
his frail bones clanged harshly
breathless painful panting occurred
while the crowd roared

the brown  mare
had galantly won the...

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I'm fondly reminded of touring Europe our housing quarters and daycare i worked were under planned attacks blessing the attack meant for women and children would strike celebration of black September the attacked touched down in Beruit instead my two daughter's and i were rushed...

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Divided under the cities 
streams mapping decisive 
endings while toiling about 
the beginning boldness 
reaching for braising 
characters galloping 
amidst a certain angst 
we’ve devoured nothingness 
and opened the sky 
with truth thrashing 
tempers meaningful tools 
craving an emptiness 
above the continuous 
Bayshore a quiet...

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Swish swash, swish, swash 
Back and forth, to and fro
You must keep steady watch 
Or you'll be gone before you know

To witness is a gift
To experience, a blessing
Surrender control, and drift
Be moved with no contesting 

Fingers braising as it breaks
Skin heals, once emerged
As if your...

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Leaving the train left us rattled 
braising sounds abruptly heightened 
my senses measured completely
beneath sullen moments within 
quiet calmness thee essence of

Arlington cemetery the hidden forestry 
catering to tiny mounds and trees 
industrial findings nestled crawdads 
flew out sparingly creating winged mesh 
emptiness covered in...

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Troubling the soul
When all things seem to be untold, left to one day unfold.
To visit and no one is there. No one seems to care. What has become of you?
 What has become of me? Troubling souls innermost parts, battling two halves, of an equation....

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the braising tomorrow 
gathered beneath me
upon a silent glare 
sounded by great wealth 
unwanted unneeded borrowed 
from yesterday oh how I gazed 
above ground whimpering 
a solid tear formed from a nesting 
fear an empty sigh where love 
loomed about God's own 
galleries of hidden...

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the braising comments 
above and beyond
the shattered fences
surrounding a pond
the jaded costliness
fickled underneath 
scorned tones
the emptiness arises
behind the valley 
of dry bones...

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