Best Couriers Poems

little Rock
               Doves at my feet
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This morning I hiked a wooded trail
And while quietly strolling along,
I was pleased to hear a lonely quail
A singing his mournful song.

And then again this...

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A ruined childhood

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Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes...

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Final Wishes of a Poet 
Arabic poem By: Rukn-al-Din Yunus
Translated into English By: 
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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(Part 1 of 3)

Lend me a handful of earth
So that...

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Flowers are blooming on the volunteers’ desk:
Roses, carnations, a spring bouquet,
Dish gardens and gold mums (a more masculine look,
The florist said).
Blooming like a garden
Of well-wishes...

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Itinerant mercenary shrouded with penitent robe
Shining beacon for terrorists around the globe
Hermetic curmudgeon; gun-toting xenophobe
Zealous provacateur who for ardent jihadists did probe

Material wealth a means;...

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Trees of a Dreary Autumn 
Arabic poem by: Saad Yassin Yousuf*
Translated into English by:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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At a light
Said to be "dawn" We got to...

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We have to cross divisive barriers
When we wade through storms in togetherness;
Water rising like silent couriers
Brings our disposition from this madness.

Beyond much witless pride and...

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Yes, This Day Is Done

In the corner of the deck unseen,
An old lady with a floppy straw hat,
Tired, arthritic, reads in afternoon's cool,
And listens for...

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Timeless and ancient…it has 
been universally practiced…
Either unwilling…or longed for…
never to be 
abandoned...entwined in all…
never to be suppressed…
Plagued by loss…filled with 
bitter hatred at those...

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We finally made it to Phoenix Johnny's singing in the shower
We've been waiting for hours 
to take care of business.
Spitting out miles of chewed up...

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“Santa’s First Flight”

 

Christmas Eve’s upon us

A most wondrous night

Many wonder where Santa

Goes first on his flight

 

It’s been the same

For so many long years

It’s...

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If there is a word that describes best what 
poetry is, I would say intimate.

Is poetry intimate?

Are not all works of poetry? 

Or are they...

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