Best Carried Poems

A hardened and disciplined man drove to the grocery store lost in thought, 
with setting of sun, the long day's work almost found it's end.
Hoisting his daughter to shoulder, he walked from the parking lot,
and barely noticed her hair smelled of shampoo and pool chlorine...

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An ascending seed,
A ball of life wandering,
Floating through the air.
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Floating through the air,
In search for its’ field of dreams;
Whispers to the earth.
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Whispers to the earth,
It’s story awaits to spring;
Searching for soft soil.
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Searching for soft soil;
Waiting for climate and light;
On the hardened earth.
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On the hardened earth,
Anticipating...

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My attention span is short. Yet, my pen’s is still shorter
It looks absent only after a few words… a few lines
Though ink in its intestines and subject to furnishing hands
It never finishes what it begins. At least, what I want it to finish
So, I hold...

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Lost in old tears, I found myself....
      carried away by weightless joys....
              to lose myself in what I found....










December, 31st 2014

inspired by - visual 1

nette's contest -...

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Isn’t it ironic?
That the plague called the bubonic
Killed the man but not the rat
And did not even kill the cat
That caught and killed the guilty rat

Isn’t it ironic?
That in this age of the electronic
Ebola is running unabated
It’s deathly thirst left quite unslated
Just like the plague...

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The clearest blue became mottled with age,
and I only recently began to notice.
Time-soaked eyes, foggy mirror to my own,
reflecting a frail wire, just out of reach.
Leading to a skull-shaped cellar,
therein lay the contents, shadows,
wavering in small glimmers of truth.
Reserved but yearning, they call to me.

Whispers...

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The wind blow carried me away
To a valley, where silence dwelt,
In sleeplike calm, I waited the day
Love would also be carried astray. 
 
He will arrange his arrows and bow
Beside the rose tree where I lay
And listening to a melody low
He would replace the sun’s...

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I recall the story I was told when so young
Of a girl so beautiful, her life barely begun

She was all but fifteen on her way home from school
Taken at will by a crazy mountain fool

She disappeared, assuming they both went to ground
There was many a...

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I have loved like windows love the morning-
quietly, without asking to be noticed,
just hoping someone would open them.

There were nights
when the moon knew more about me
than anyone ever would-
how I curled inward,
folding grief into origami birds,
sending them across invisible winds
toward the edge of forgetting.

I have...

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You may be facing a life uncertain.
Each day may be one of suffering and pain,
Yet you can bear it,
As long as you share it
With one you can trust to help take the strain.

Life is a challenge so you must meet it,
Even though scared of what...

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Carried away, on a breeze meant for summer
gathering sights left alone for a while
Spreading my wings up above where shes resting
wandering free in my own empty style

Singing along with a meadowlark choir
landing a branch that is lonely of leaves
Drifting along between maple tree wishes
dreaming in...

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the open-hair magnolia remains standing
putting a hand on the window-bar 
of the camellia 

sometimes 
i think of knowing from her 
through sending a pink-letter 
who have gone in the fall of night 
crossing the border  
on foot 

and who have like to deposit
the spoilt...

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I am a fragile leaf,
falling from a tree,
blown by the wind,
to somewhere else.

I am a fine sand,
sifting through the dune,
blown by the wind,
to somewhere else.

I am a drop of rain,
falling from the sky,
blown by the wind,
to somewhere else.

I am the gentle wind,
indecisive and aimless,
I blow...

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Barefooted as I walk through the streams of life water surrounds my heel foot my toes compelling as I am drenched my ankles hold the weight of my body I stand vertical with my life virtue my heart's aflame my soul is swimming within my...

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I wish to sate myself with the smells of fire
And drift like smoke into the air
Be cleansed by the drift in my heart’s desire
And chase stars clinging to the atmosphere

Or perhaps be embers that burn below the flame
Bright and essential light, intense in my burn
Longing...

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