Best Climb Down Poems

Lovely Roses

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Secretly, I watch the neighbors, 
From my well-advantaged location.
Mrs. G. is complaining about her husband to Mrs. S.
No one's drama is ever as vivid as Mrs. G's.
They full-body laugh, tongues out.
Mr. P. is going to be late for supper again; 
I can hear Mrs. P....

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The moon light streaks through the clouds in magic,
A golden haired in voluptuous posture
Resting on the rock merged to the green sea,
Beckons me; bewitched I climb down to her.

In innocence I kiss the open lips,
A half fish as I see her now responds,
To shed her...

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The black river mills are seen in the distance
The red skies show spiraling, gray clouds
The earth is man’s canvas
And the mills slowly mix the paint
We have seen the devastation
We have felt the desperation
Some of us wallow in our watercolor
And leave the canvas blank

The mills crush...

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Caress yuh lips, so sweet,
Down pon mi neck; slowly.
As yah feel the warm breath
Of mine climb down closeness to 
reach in to kiss yah with a silky 
tender touching tounge.

Where we can embrace our 
love against the night in 
harmony to sing bodies with 
the...

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You are not enough...
Your body, the lethargic blood in your veins, little red rivers...
Your aging heart, gallantly beating – 
I want to kiss its straining crimson chambers,
Bless it, the poor doomed thing...
You are just not enough
Your skin is too frail, your hair too cashmere-soft,
Your calcified...

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some of those stones have dreams
they watch every night
thinking someone just like them
paved a path to the moon

     it looks that way ~ so possible
but long ago, they sunk into the sediment
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* There was one midnight hour when I stood alone
   Beyond my bed, and before the window of the room
   I was the child in the white flannel gown
   Watching a white moth fly and a white moon rise
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When I was a child in Los Angeles, you could size up groups approaching by watching their movements.

I remember this gang of older kids approaching me, watching them carefully while looking down to see if they would follow me as I cross over the other...

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Why I am thinking of my father
on the topic of white snows
perhaps because he seemed almost Hispanic
in his youth, tanned, dark hair and eyes
but whiteness shone the day
he came home early
worry caught my breath in chest
and only in the morning
did the firemen come, taking him...

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(Subjective Poem)

New Years comes around way to soon each year.
There is so much to do and never enough time.
I usually don’t make resolutions because –
I NEVER have been able to keep them.

I wish for many improvements in my life.
For starters I want to start working...

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I’ve wrestled with devil in blue grass.
That college that picks pockets 
and helps itself to damsels’ purses
fixed nooses just off seventy-five south, 
over Clay-way Bailey.

The viaduct that divides two states 
divides thieves from Potter Stewart’s Court House. 
I refused to march the underground rail road;...

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One time a barefooted pickney dancing on the street
I beat puhn pan an' wanda how life could be sweet
For my yai quadrilled to distant cling-cling roost and feel
A longing to change their parliament in my zeal
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Baby
I can already see it.
You
walking on a sheer floating gossamer wave
where the stars drip from the cieling like hot wax
Your hair sweeping over your eyes like a seductive ballerina
And all I can think about is your beard tracing the curvator of my body. 
Let your...

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Two friends were travelling to the east seeking unexplored lands
eventually they reached some grim looking tall mountains
slowly they made their way up to the summit and stood there
Breathlessly they were amazed by the panoramic view before them

Vast areas of open lands stretched out with lakes...

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