Best Curator Poems

DREAMWORLD FIGURINES – THE CURATOR

Such pleasant musing echoes out.
She sits and creates her waxed dolls.
Dreamlike are images sculptured.
In her tiny waxed doll shop,
Her mind configures...

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*Note:  A 60-year annual tradition that involved a mysterious visitor leaving three 
roses at the grave of writer Edgar Allan Poe on the anniversary...

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He had waited for her, all his life.
All she desired was to stay in his arms,
to awaken each day in embrace.
All she needed was the...

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It was our third-grade field trip to the Dinosaur Exhibit
We would be touring all the lands that dinosaurs inhibit
I remember the teacher saying “keep your...

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A THRILL SEEKER (PART 1)

He is a sick man with no life that is running around in a world that cannot be lived.
All but not...

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The greatest puzzle in the world
Is one in which must be mastered;
you are the only curator by far;
not family, friends, or the pastor.

The pieces belong...

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I'd have loved to see the bluebirds fly
above the white chalk-cliffs of Dover--
and as they were blithely soaring over,
immersed in thought I'd lie
in calm repose...

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Life according to John Lawless


Real Life

a childish attempt to gather leaves
on a windy day

looking out the window at the rain
wearing swim suit and goggles

standing in...

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My stained glass image
was a ripe peach 
with spilt Zinfandel
like electric rubies
pooling around a gentle ray.
It was a colour hungering
to weave spirit out of light,
so...

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I hesitate for a moment outside the rod iron gates;
sensing behind those castle doors, a long past life awaits,
within those many mortared walls, rising high...

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I am more than a menace to society
There’s a twist in my sobriety
Please help me sculpt my destiny
Help me return to incorruptibility

Why do I believe...

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black and white picture of an
austrian girl with a torn coat

watching angels drown sinners
to see if they float.

 arms of clouds folded in a
 white...

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Lessons to learn from you, oh Salmon
  great fish!, strong navigator;
  How highly focused you are, attaining
  your goals oh great curator...

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I am vulture
My soul case may be repugnant,
However, I have every sawbones decimal
On my speed dial
Before any croacker decrees justice
On a soul case,
They confer with...

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          Born to be a woman apart,
      the daughter of an...

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