Best Bygones Poems

My friend, put pause on throwing punches.
    There's no use holding on to petty grudges. 
  It's much easier to breathe...

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Sensing and yearning allure of daydreams
My musings amble in meadows of themes,
Sometimes wowing ebullience of dawning,
Sometimes luxuriating in moonlit evening
Gazing lambent skies of stellar twinkling,
Inviting...

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From precipice of memories, flashbacks nostalgic billow,
Thinking of you as I ruminate, adoring the views below,
Where waves oceanic dance, leaping on windy tempos,
Propagating ambitions of...

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Curving, swirling, in moonlit stance, butterflies merrily dance,
Undulating tenor of nocturnal music, beneath stellar expanse,
When celestial orchestra plays, occult notes of galactic tune,
As titillations of...

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Reject not sweet musings memories evoke
Extolling elation our passions amplified
Assuage the fervid hints emotions stoke
That eternal vows once callously denied

Let bygones fade away on skyline...

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Gary's Yard Sale, the story
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Tears subside,
hushed breaths draw ebbing tide,
soft virgin sands, un-walked and damp, shine.

A delicate filigree of silvery brine
brings an interlude where grief and beauty entwine,
gently swaying...

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Little child
Your tiny hands hold a little flower
Delicately, you start weaving a story about peace
In your gentleness, you understand how happiness works
It is the sanctuary...

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Waking on this grey fall morning;
in the air there lies a warning;
rising angst as fears aborning; 
feeling late November’s chill.
Darkened clouds obscure the daybreak, 
as...

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Bowing head she begins, petitioning assistance, pleading earnestly:

“Forgive me lord, these feelings you inspire have long eluded me,
A stranger in your throne of divinity, I...

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He sits Alone, In the rising sun ;  or is it a setting Moon?
With a birch bark Flute, a sadden Heart plays a very...

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We had a garden gnome named Griselda
the bane of our small bungalow
she was nasty and mean, at times quite obscene
the worst that you ever could...

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(verse 1)
Yo we'll let bygones be bygones though bygones bite on
blessed to have had the good times it’s life it all went wrong

though it hurts...

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A Palace of Aloneness.

This palace of aloneness is not my home. 
It's bricks know only the time of run-off bygones.
Transition past it's thousand entrances 
Impaired...

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I live to believe

I treasure tomorrows
I measure yesterdays
I forget sorrows
I grab praises
Every story unfolds
Even when untold
My footsteps and breathes
Are the threads of my will and...

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