Best Cashed Poems

our
time
cashed out
way before
the meter expired
sending our dreams somersaulting
helter skelter to the whims of what never was planned
leaving fairy tales breathless, our favorite song, weeping still,...

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The Hurdles of Forgiveness

Forgiveness is a skill, a strength
because it is born out of character
and does not come easy.
It is a  mountain encountered on...

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I want to shop on Valentine's
but haven't got a date.
I'd buy myself some roses
if it wasn't for I'm straight.

Some chocolate hearts would fill my gut
and...

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While lying in my bed - late last night 
I felt this vibe - something's not right 
I turned and I twisted - I just...

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‘What good´s permitting some prophet of doom? To wipe every smile away …’


The orator grins at his drunken audience through make up and mask

Opens the...

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Greed is a gambler...dropping the dice...high anxiety rambler
Roller coaster ride...eyes and ears set to extreme
Back and forth up and down...black, blue, and blurred in a...

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Though Cupid was not on the scene
the dame had her very own scheme.
Her gent, she waylaid,
her breasts, she displayed
and cashed in on his Valentine dream....

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A girl once won a lottery ticket
She cashed it in at the wicket
Shared it with her spouse
Who turned out to be a louse
Spent all the...

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The two Cowboys stood at the cliff of a great divide.
Jacob stood, starring across the opening with Bill still
in his saddle, close by his side....

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© 2009 (Jim Sularz)

Quiet mounds of yellowed tailings and dead weeds whisper low.
And proud rusting relics telling tales of striking gold.
The rush from East, from...

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Greater Love

I shivered and watched him as the snow fell 
Frail, tattered clothes, bearded, no shoes, but--smell!
I thought--what a contrast--comparing sights,
But love was a lesson...

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Upon the transit city streets
Where all the faces seldom meet
and hands are seldom held in greet
as ears and eyes avoid hungers reek
Who clamors for the...

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My early morning began as normal as could be,
but soon,while driving the freeway on my way to work,
my car stalled. Then, in center of an...

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Didn't really want to talk
don't have much to say
We haven't talked in a while
a little longer wouldn't matter anyway
Don't keep me on the phone too...

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Tea in the afternoon with his wife of many years is usually peaceful, Hubert thinks before he makes his announcement. Then he says it. 

"I'm...

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