Best By The Way Poems

In the one skip of light fantastic
Stands the butler dressed in black plastic,
Then from under the kitchen table
Crawls the sister who's near disabled;
Watches brother run with his cohorts
While his hands are shoved into white shorts.

Then appearing out on the pavement,
Near the old shop that sells...

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Red River overflows ...
North Dakota everyone knows
Where are all the movie stars aid?
Where are their phony dramatic shows?
North Dakota helped to build them up too,
that is why we cite this review.
Where is their help and fanfare?
Why haven't they traveled there?
Where is their help?
There are dire...

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By the Way Brian

You must realize she was the only one
I ever dreamed about or looked upon;
Was lovely lady who looked like that
Until my mind died in mortal combat.

Even though news is my love so true
And write poems never liking to re-do 
For fear of...

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If I says I love you,
That is love you
"Gentleman"Yeah I says
Night is gradually being softy
Gradually night is being been softy,
That become pretty

If I says you are pretty,
That is you are pretty
"Dear"Yeah I says
The dark is gradually being softy
Gradually the dark os being been softy,
That become...

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Today I came here
To pick up my past
That I left in your room
Sorry to keep you there
You left a siringe on my bag
By the way, I hope you're alright

Each time we split I say,
"This time it's different
This time's for sure"
And when someone new comes along
I...

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This is the only way I can see fit and
I want to say everything that has been
Blossoming inside for far too long
But the words seem futile and much too common
I could simply quote eternal lore
But I want to believe you already know every thought
Tell me...

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I promised I'd always love you
And I always meant it.
I swore I'd never hurt you,
But I did and I regret it.

We both told our lies,
We both made mistakes,
We both fell in love
And that can't be replaced.

To you I was everything
And you were my destiny.
To you...

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i will be the one to tell her she's beautiful
i will be the one to convince her she's wonderful
i will be the shoulder tocry on
i will be the one to rely on
i will be the one to hold your hair when you get sick
to buy...

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There are times,where you feel
Amazed
There times,where you feel
Sophisticated 
There are times,where you feel
Honored
There times,where you feel
Modified 
This is the story

A mountain bears mysteries
Pick up the pieces
A wind bear fresh air
Inhale those new beginnings
A tree bears fruitful intuition 
Smile for those audiences
Admiring yourself

There are times,where you...

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Allegedly human, my flesh
not of the sky or spirit, but earth
took a lover.  He was as warm
as the hound dog that sleeps
at the end of my bed most nights.

He was a human as I am.
The flesh, certainly weak,
gives way to press flesh,
the earth moves,...

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What madness is this?
Could you not resist~
Such a blow carried
Hard pressed on mine ears
As tapped without fist

I need not hear
Your words again
Give me time, now
To absorb them

'Tis not -- our
 first-- greeting
Such an end…

We’ve lost
One more

Friend…...

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It takes time to travel the dusty road it's a release from doing what your told, to 
walk a mile and disappear beyond the distance would you drop it all this very 
instant. Never look back and certainly no regrets all bet's are off so...

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BY THE WAY
born 
again,
momento-
transformed as we
go...

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OH by the way, I FORGOT TO SAY……….

I am without anything when I am without you
And the good Lord knows I miss the taste of your smile
You made colors seem drab next to your eyes of blue
And made a walk up a mountain seem but...

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It isn't much I give you.
Sit beside me, open as you will
the little block of time from sixty
years ago.  I found it earlier today,
cleaning out my bureau drawer.
Remember? 

It was a Thursday afternoon.
We spread the homemade bread 
with honey from the man at church,
smiled...

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