Best Briefcase Poems

you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now

i held you in...

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We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and...

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I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security,
By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity.

Days were spent perusing...

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(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought,
Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes, a...

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Speak my language
A language of love I can understand
My heart language
Understand my need
My desire to be understood
Speak my language

Speak fluently to my heart
Words of Affirmation
I...

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The dank petrichor of grainy night,
meters stand like gravestones, 
the obsidian avenue slick as a sapphire,
windowed granite rising in sharp cut shadows,
wind gusting, tumbleweed clouds...

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Put down your remote
     pick up your pen
     write me

Make me timeless
     as...

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A giraffe approached
We necked

An elephant met me on the jungle path
I stored many thoughts in his trunk

A monkey smiles at me
Now I have no more...

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"give this,
one blood stained
word scrawled
on a stretch of
swine flesh.
call it "soul"
& sacrifice the known
to see it become
whole for one
fainting second
& shown
the surface undone,
completed in its
ever...

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Standing naked …

above silent buildings ,silent with a smile …
riding soft and smooth rhythm(non usually played in his time)
behind him stands the well-famous small stormy...

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Pecking quick, a parting kiss
Pumping legs, a train to miss
Lovers waving, strangers pass
Tears and hugs a whistle blast 
Scanning papers on news stands
Pats on backs...

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Transearth void,
Darkness imaginary,
Interior cosmic system captivated,
Single box frame.
Triumphant numbers,
Cloning the blackish infinite.
Mastering image star-breath.
The two,
Ones and Zeros governed.
Rush flight,
Conquering wars over the other in submitting...

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BLING IS THE THING!

A gold looking briefcase that glitters
And glows,
A shimmery sequin diary that likes to
Know that it shows,
Crayons of every, and any colour that...

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I was forever losing things, and my laughing friends called me a klutz,
Like darker skies misplace buttery sun, when a severe storm develops.

I had once...

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The spiral staircase made her high heels sing
as quickly she descended to ground floor.
She’d pulled it off! Her briefcase held the proof.
How proud of her...

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