Best Certainty Poems

The Library of Trust and Hope
The Bank of Trust and Hope

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She was all but...

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"laugh and the world laughs with you,
cry and you cry alone"

how true and sad these words once penned
for this I've learned, yet learn again
that when...

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Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine...

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"laugh and the world laughs with you,
cry and you cry alone"

how true and sad these words once penned
for this I've learned, yet learn again
that when...

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Feeling smug about its certainty,
night anticipates the day's demise.
And as scattered shades of gray gather,
blue finds sanctuary in your eyes.

As crimson flames melt a stained-glass...

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Someday I'd like to wander free
like butterfly, like bumblebee,
perhaps to plant a willow tree
beside the silent solemn sea,

before these things exist no more,
from mountain top...

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My dearly beloved Sister in the Lord,
You surely are a great blessing to me and to others...
May this poem of tribute to and for you...

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I wish I could walk without feeling pain
I wish I could live my life again.

I dream of a time when I could run like a...

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She’d dwelt within a palace, and outside
it, geese and brilliant peacocks used to strut
inside a fragrant garden.  As a bride,
she’d said her vows beside...

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I awaken; the darkened skies my alarm clock
I reek of whiskey, scotch and pastis
Tumbling out of bed, I reach for a cigarette
The dusk harkens as...

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Repulsive Slumber  

Down the basement, 
not a single color of envy,
flat-lines, are standing still all around.
The stillness is suffocating,
everything coming my way.
Different from,
the morals,
of...

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I can’t be branded and put into a box
I’m a rhyme wrapped within a riddle a complete paradox
I won't  carry the labels, or walk...

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My Father asked me about you today...
I told him that you are a brilliant woman
extremely beautiful,  compassionate and creative, 
how could I want anything...

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Don’t pack your shoes, clothing, or any jewelry.
In fact, leave your wallet and your keys.
Even leave your laptop and your cell phones
with all their data...

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Always leaning against the sycamore
Where leaves and shadows play upon your face
Standing solitary in evenings's softened light
You touched me once
In the midst of siren sounds...

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