Best Caller Poems

Rotating her head
She dipped her shoulders and launched
On silent feathers...

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The Rooster

He strutted ‘cross the barnyard tall and proud,
away from all the bustle of the crowd;
the other roosters in the yard felt cowed,
to him they...

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He worked at the local newspaper office.
I worked for his employer’s wife as a mother’s helper.
He had served his apprenticeship 
and was now a full...

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What is a Poet?

A singer of songs, a caller of warnings;
A crier of tears, a laugher, a weeper.
Lover of life; of nature, of God;
One set...

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Sheriff Koplin has ridden East to gather a few other folks who decided to leave the city and head West, hoping to settle in Milton...

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Everything here is true
Just as stated
because it's already happened
or - it has yet to occur - 
but it's very soon to occur
and I have such...

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Sleep,
like snow,
you fall on
me and deeply
I go   under. Sweet
Slumber, smother me with
pearly flakes; then change into
your pitch black cloak. Embrace me like
a lover;...

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I'm still waiting
How much time has elapsed
Think I'll read
While I'm waiting
I just read a chapter

I do believe my call is being answered
No, a voice on...

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“The Fallen”



Remote,
he sees himself 
in the reflection of cold close 
yet distant shop windows, 
his final journey along the 
Hard Time Road
walking alone, 
unforgiven, no...

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Written by Maurice Yvonne and Seren


Crack that whip, jerk the line, 
Let's start dancing it's no time to dine. 
First you holler, then you sing...

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Magniloquent words of
 an empurpled writer.
Where lofty, yet showily expressed 
words make details brighter.
 
Concise, rhetorically composed
 words made solely for an effect.
Causing pithy comments...

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Shy Julie - A Punters Nightmare Part 1

They fancied themselves "Gurus of racing", this Ron and his best mate John
So they sat down one day...

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I was talkin' with the Lord when He said to me
"Are you okay?  Need some company"?

I told Him that even with all His creatures
I...

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Lilac Hours

In the gallivanting shadows of old days romance,
a time when courting had a real finesse,
marriages were made in movements of a dance
to which the...

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I wonder why the willow weeps.
What sadness does she know?
I wonder if she sadly sleeps
As she dreams of long ago?
Could the winter be the reason,
For...

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