Best Cushions Poems

  Dear grandma, 
       you were my litchi  s u n r i s e, 
 ...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all were asleep,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a sheep.
The cattle were snoozing, the pigs were at rest
And...

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As she walks barefoot into her garden, her body connects to earth's healing magnetic fields.
She then sits on a faded wooden bench and is greeted...

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Sol slowly sinks into the pitch of night,
while cricket chirps join bellowing bullfrogs.
The setting sun colors the edge of light
while woodpeckers drum on old hollow...

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I do not want to die
Like each virgin you bed
When you have ravished her
It's off with pretty head

I do not want to die
But…Oh to be...

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Silver and gold; silver and gold -
our friendship is a sweet treasure -
a bounty of gladness always to hold.
Silver and gold; silver and gold -
a...

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Silver and gold; silver and gold -
our friendship is a sweet treasure -
a bounty of gladness always to hold.
Silver and gold; silver and gold -
a...

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Woke up to a new life in Egypt
I was young not more than seventeen years
Adorned with gold and precious stones
My body was in the shroud...

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It was a lovely little house.

Built of white painted timber,

with a gabled roof clad in green tin,

it had never been a rich person's house.

It was...

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Nothing more than a pretty smile - repost

There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from...

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There are a few gentlemen I admire
Whose lovely poems set my heart afire
Though we live far apart
They all captured my heart
Their romantic verses make me...

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These were my first five "Monday Monokus":

"Three Monokus walk into a bar"  posted 28 Sept 2020

don't challenge Death to a pillow fight  ...

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Inexorable Want



How do I find
These sentences 
Written as they are
In ephemeral ink
Indelible lines
Inscribed in my being 

Spectral yearnings

It crashes me
To rocks
In unanswerable waves
Swimming tidal
To the...

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Under the shade of that proliferous maple tree we'd named
  I'd given you a piece of my naive exuberant heart
   when I...

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You say you want lots of rum? Put it in a big fat drum.
Cooking oils put in drums too. Soy or canola will do.

Put your...

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