Best Covered Poems

Empath whispers hold covered silence
desires whisk away with the moon
earth tone times of trepidation 
dragged off and hidden in the ruin

pain stains blush red under pretense
separate flights of frighten 
   
leaves float 
frustration fills the noon
snipped strings hang 
on acceptance 
what's left of...

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Walking alone down the leaf covered lanes,
the ground is still damp from Yesterday's rain. 
A cathedral of trees tower overhead, 
with colors of Fall that haven't yet shed.

Now in this moment when Winter arrives, 
the cold wind blows and the chill is alive.
The very first...

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Tired timbers creak and groan;
lonely bones now brittle,
once proud and strong when
bearing the harvest weight.
The wagons and muscular engines
were no burden for my
young and supple limbs.

Spanning the Connecticut,
green to granite -
I miss the melody
of wheels and hooves;
the morning breaths
floating and settling among
my rafters - dripping
in...

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Under those wild blue skies.
Her favorite fruit was chocolate 
covered cherries.

As the skies fell somewhere in time.
He knew she came from the heavens. 
To be dropped into his arms alone. 

He always loved the way the juice  
dripped off her plump red lips.
As he...

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Ah, the rustic charm of our old uncovered bridges
built in a century not quite on the verge of major industrialization -
back in a time when connections were vital
for fledgling communities just starting to survive and later, to thrive.
They spanned an entire era with a semblance
of...

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I remember how it felt to be
Roused from my cozy bed,
To be driven to our country school
In that big covered sled.

Daddy hitched it to his favorite team,
His powerful Prince and Teddy,
With drifts of snow where cars can't go,
That valiant pair was ready.

We had a little...

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I'm sensing something familiar as a lost memory
coming back and revealing itself in realistic form;
glancing at the rose-covered gate without a worm,
it looks different, somewhat newer; its color was gray
and roses that now cling weren't there...it's so enchanting!
Looking closer, I perceive another feeling of elation...

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Covered in Clovers



With a green pen I scratch out this holiday cheer,
  as I chug down another pint of Guinness Green Beer.

    Reminiscing with compatriots from our ancestors country of old,
      the unconquerable island surrounded by...

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Damn you, cursed covered bridge, 
Damn your easy way,
Damn your timbers strong and high 
That let her slip away!

Opposed by torrent moat she was 
Compelled to wait and try.
But no! You let her ride across 
And keep her corset dry!

Within her surrey black and sleek,
By...

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and smitten with her moist entwine, 
he savoured like the red, red wine,
 as passion engulfed the post, 
she was the surely most,
 till oblivion unwinds.... 
and he gave up his ghost,
 and a sympathetic mine,
no lesbians this time,
but that gets on your Goat,
till next...

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Chocolate Covered Cherries
How ooey gooey good
Oh how I love the sweetness
Chocolate never tasted so good
Only one is not enough
Love them as I do
And I await them anxiously
Then buy and hoard a few
Eaten on the sly

Chocolate Covered Cherries
Only once a year
Venders put them on display
Enticing far...

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I often set out for a hike on a lovely day of roaming,
how I love to explore the forest and countryside alone;
going deep into the lush green woods under an azure sky, 
I am mesmerized by beautiful flowers by a stone.


One day, I was lost...

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how stately is this covered bridge
with a weathered and worn facade
a winding road that passes through
and a slow stream view as you promenade

now cracked and split with rusted bolts
the price of age to its sturdy beams
reflections on water to catch the eye
where two in love...

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When I was ten I got a bike one Christmas
I learned to ride that morning, 
	though the snow was several inches on the ground
Though the gravel road was hard to ride,
	it was straight and full of silence;
And me and my new bike were instant friends;...

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 Shhhhhh.. 


take a minute
to listen..

it's faint 
sorta like 

a whisper

can you hear it?

there's a child 
crying
in the distance

just out of reach
a futile existence

without the assistance
of its mother

covered 
loveless..

born to perform 
in the chior 
of quiet angels

humming hope
choked

by fairytales...

i wish I could read her
a story
calmly...

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