Best Caretaker Poems

aye …

on such
divine evenings, thus,
are perfect odes not freely spun?
the Perseids, dancing their
jocund jigs -
capricious, evanescent stripes of
golden ire under a tapestry
of wonders …
watching rapt,...

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I attended a large gathering and took some time
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, and...

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Sacred Dwellers

I am of Native American born
To be caretaker of Mother Earth sworn 

I heal with powers, a medicine man     ...

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Here lies a grave,
a conglomerate headstone
without a name.
weeds and cobwebs 
wrapped tight around the heartless edge.
Caretaker rides his rusty deer
pretending he's a nascar stud
waking the...

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O fickle moon,
caretaker of souls 
who chase their dreams 
across the skies you
waver now, and waste away
in quiet desperation;
night surrenders to the light 
as reveries...

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You know? I've learned a few tricks! If I grab the left rim and pull backward, and grab the right rim and push forward, I...

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No encore demanded, I stand alone
No applause as I hang up my ‘microphone’
But what do they care, for no empty chair
Has ever acknowledged good tone

I...

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I'm the caretaker of a lonely lighthouse
On the edge of a small New England town
Not much here has ever happened
That is until Stephen came around

For...

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For Mother's Day -




Sometimes, we forget -
A Mother is human.

Sometimes, we forget -
That she has fears of failure
As a wife,
As a parent,
As a human.

Sometimes, we...

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Sometime we must steal and loan kisses

Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin's tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat.
Once she wanted everything...

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From blog,
That Life Extends Its Seeds Beyond Our Mortal Coils, 
Wherein Truth And Light Sets A Saving Path

My Dylan Tribute poem,
Second poem

Man Is More Than...

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O fickle moon!
caretaker of souls 
who chase their dreams 
across the heavens you

waver now, and waste away
in quiet desperation;
night surrenders to the light 
and reveries...

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O fickle moon!
caretaker of souls 
who chase their dreams 
across the heavens you

waver now, and waste away
in quiet desperation;
night surrenders to the light 
and reveries...

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Where did you see her? The North Wind asked the south.
The south wind was not forthcoming, for she trusted him not.
Seriously, I have never seen...

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Working on me

Leaves me little time to

Find your flaws

Removing the boulders from mine own eyes

Leaves

Me little time to see that speck in your eye.

I am...

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