Best Careened Poems

One spring day meandering in a meadow,
I saw a butterfly whose beauty matched that
of May's azure sky.
With blue silken wings like that of a fairy,
she flitted here and there -
aimlessly as butterflies seem wont to do.
Oh, to be that butterfly,
alighting on any pretty flower whose...

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When the blackest nightmares were realized
and bitter truth pierced cracked, brittle armor
When candles of last hope flickered and faded
and darkness closed on the edge of vision
When despair careened towards insanity
and aching fists and fingers began to slip
When the abyss called, a mighty hand reached
and lifted...

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"Asparagus Full Grown"

Now it had been said again & again...
By those who sailed way away back then when~
Whot ayre aloft shall always come down~
So's may be seen in the streets of some town!

'Twas such to be true we shall find out~
'Twas such to be naught...

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Art Gallery. Museum. Parks. Zoo.
Cultural Events.
Glazed like raku pottery
In charcoal rainbows warbled all dark
On pidgeon necks
Like hell’s angels, dumbed,
Blowing smoke through your mind
In a haze of dreams
The city is made of a giant fractal wart
On a witch’s cheeks there’s blush.
Movies. Games. Bars. Clubs.
Cultural Events.
Maybe she’s...

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Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber,
But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. 

I sense a wince remind itself,
Of what it means to be,
Instead to beg for booked shelf,
To see without a key.

A wince doth lurk wearing which...

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We had fun when we were young,
When seemed life had just begun.
We danced nights at the beach,
So filled with dreams to reach!

Reckless once, against the wind,
Hair untamed, wild, unpinned;
We were rebels.  We were free,
We weren't stuffy bourgeoisie!

Took a ride down Lover's Lane;
Scattered petals in...

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The cruise ship charged 
Whistleless at my sail boat
In a narrow channel
Between Islands 
Of The Salish Sea.

I was powerless with sails up
Tacking against a current 
Knotted against me.
The water boiled.
I recoiled
In dread

I could see them
Cosmetic lazy travellers
Lounging unconcerned
Tending to their looks
As the mass 
Of their...

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They’d crossed the great divide, to the other side of the ‘Oh My God River’.
Our Trolls were struck by the ‘Bridge Too Far’, it set their hearts, to quiver.
Yes, their curiosity and their great big Troll hearts; were pounding all a twitter.
Well, surely you must...

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Jack and Sam
were two inseparable souls
Best friends tend to be like that,
especially if both were born on the same day
They were two good looking kids,
who liked to play rough and tumble
Didn't mind scraping their knees on the ground
They had a zest for life, most people...

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For some reason
I really like to drive,
and ever since I was sixteen,
when I get behind the wheel
feel free and alive...
Only once had an accident
when I was seventeen,
pulling out too fast of the driveway,
into my parents car I careened,
thank God it was minor damage
and my Dad...

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The blessing of words and melody to dance
For the study of knowledge in the widest sense
From the Greek ancient lies philosophy
With a human’s true love, wisdom and self-mastery

The trusted empowered with beliefs revealed through
The respect and salutes from the knowledge to continue
The natural dialect through...

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Shards of silver spliced the sky
while my sister went to gather
laundry fluttering on the line 
between two swaying Aspens.

But the fierce southeasterly 
proved too much
for one of the colossal pair
old and pock-marked, it slowly careened
then toppled the length of the yard.

Sensing the fall, my father...

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She struggles to provide the essentials
Everyday
Every waking moment is like a cast iron weight around her neck
But this was her flower
And if her only option had been wringing a damp rag
This little flower would surely be given the water to grow
Surviving was as common as...

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Recall a moment on Friday evening
waiting for the bus, I heard a loud bang
a car careened into a pole, debris
scattered, pedestrians stared, bewildered.

What happened? all inquired, much confusion.
various causes considered – drinking
likely, most supposed, the occupants still
inside, stunned, immobile, then one emerged –
unscathed, no injuries...

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And down our secret country lane
Two souls as one   playfulness gleamed,
We laughed beneath the crisp of rain
A puppy affair   we careened--
To relish the hours in a shade 
In the gush of sleet's lullaby
With abandon   feet in a wade
Reflecting young...

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