Best Busier Poems

I've grown a bit slower, I've grown a bit fatter,
  my mission each hour: relieving my bladder.
When I was a youngster, I had no idea
  old coots who eat fruits will just get diarrhea.

My eyesight is going - my glasses need glasses,
 ...

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Away up north where it’s snowing they say
the elves are preparing for Christmas day.
Big elves little elves, busier than bees
All building toys, for under Christmas trees.

Some work with hammers others building bikes,
some riding through the room on brand new trikes.
Tiny elf voices ringing loud and...

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On days of childhood past
and long faded into memory,
sisters played beneath a smiling sun
in shadowed rooms of bending willows.
Dainty handkerchiefs swaddled
our Rose of Sharon infants
to keep the newborns warm;
honeysuckle spread sweet fragrance
scenting the summer playhouse
while birds trilled lullabies of joy.
Clover chains hung as garlands
to decorate...

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Dear Santa,

How you doing,
hope this message finds you well
I know it’s almost Christmas
and you’re busier than hell

I really hate to ask you
but I know I have been nice
Except for just a couple things
and maybe something twice

But if you could be kind enough
and find it in...

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I recall when summer
		Was sitting in the shade
		Drinking icy glasses 
		Of Mama’s lemonade.

		In the magic  summers
		When love was fresh and new;
		Delight of summer evenings		
		Exclusively for two.

		Later on the summers
		Were two weeks at the shore;
		Brushing sand from children
		Wishing days were more.

		Life with all its burdens,
		Halts...

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A Dream That Came True.

In my mind's eye I had seen her undress a thousand times
 sending hot flashes that exploded with her moaning
 Months before ever summoning the courage to speak to her
 I practiced the words befitting her splendor!

 She had been noticing...

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Red light, the neon beer sign on the distant wall reflects off the long expanse of polished bar top, overpowering the quiet brown wood. It’s after lunch, only a few people in to stir the air; the dust motes can settle. Scattered talk of a...

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Written March 8, 2012

Death mixed with morning rain and darkness,
Icy patches hidden on the pavement
Lived comfortably on the outside
As I rode along in my car like the 
Planchette of a Ouija board.

Unaware that the power(s) that be
Were battling against each other
To push my car on...

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The true story of the American west
Is one of killing field slaughters and 
waste
The bison killers worked day and night
They were all busier than a kennel full 
of dogs in heat
The bison had never seen anything 
equaling this
And therefore knew nothing of how to 
resist
Their...

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At the time of my life, when all should done,
when my life should have transformed into just peace and fun.
The clock hasn’t paused
to allow me to sit
for a moment to rest my old bones for a bit.

Busier now than in my hectic life
where I thought...

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Day before Thanksgiving I come home from high school
my mom in the kitchen roasting ,baking, cooking

Busier than a cranberry merchant
throw away tin foil pans aligned with gourmet delights

Collard greens, string beans, roasted ham, stuffed turkey, candied yams  lay on the kitchen table

 

and on...

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There have been many songs and sayings associated with time.
Time Passages, Time After Time - can make you feel sublime.
Time In A Bottle is a song of romance and love
Cherish these feelings both below and above.

A watched pot never boils - I have found this...

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I could grow roses, and collect their nectar,
For newly wedded pairs’ perfume.
Or lilies, the Persian young lovers would secretly present their bashful beloveds.
Or could process the early-ripening fallen apple,
Foreigners would slowly have
Seeing the fiery sun 
Setting into the gloomy sea;
On the sandy strand bask alongside...

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We are just specks on a ball in space
Yet we think our actions some how run this place.

Trees, living organisms tower all around
We build things bigger them just to tear them down.

The smallest arachnid can hinder our fragile shell
Yet we send our youth to die...

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I told him who I was and explained my predicament and asked would it be possible to use their phone to get help, he said”  unfortunately we do not have a telephone.”Strange I thought, and then I asked if he had the internet so...

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