Best Daresay Poems

The great Sabbath day descended, though not in my heart and mind
On this new day,
I imagined rays of God’s light shining generously upon the mountains,
Pools of living waters gurgling, and winds gently rustling trees
Wishing for the simple to come rescue me from this troublesome pit
The...

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View from the Shore
By David E. Siegel
Copyright (c) 2004


 
Above the lake, the angry clouds are ranked
Darkening the day with threats of rain.
Below, the wind has raised up little waves
Marching, row on row, towards the shore.
And on the farther shore, the trees are seen:
Near black...

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Beneath thy eyes lay a sweet loving soul;
To it, the weak and strong of hearts attract;
A queen thou art seeking not finest gold,
But for gold hearts thou seem to stage an act.

Whereon thy lips, strawberry sweets reside,
That weary thoughts, its taste might all dismiss;
For days...

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Our blessing, our son, our family clown
The cracker of jokes, the soother of strife
Takes it all in, teaches us to slow down
Although he bungee jumped straight into life

Yes, when he’s ready, he can move so quick
But if he’s not, well, grab a comfy chair
His brain...

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When the vital element(earth) I live on looks parched and dry
anxiously I gaze upwards for precipitation to come from sky,
thanking the rainfall that invigorates all life and living
eloquently I praise thee as in hydration you retain my being,
requisite Life element, I daresay, you help my...

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Nineteen Seventy-Seven Alumni

Some conspiratorial and malevolent force
     must be fast at work
     cranking chronology dial
an extraterrestrial force

     donning, housing, loosing,
     plying, and trumpeting greater guile
then this schmart ass threadbare
...

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Lives in every heart
A sense of longing musical  
For an angelic love divine -
To love, be loved; in harmony
With inner feelings and senses -
Which  tuned in unison 
With that of its partner 
In a landscape humanized
Where melodies sung ensemble
Are in precision flawless and...

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The number seven carries me away
Where imagination and numerology have a stay.
Dreams live celebrating each new day
Free from realities and evil’s prey.

Seven years of praying brought marriage my way.
But that was only one life’s foreplay.
Seven years later, a dreadful fray.
Divorcement angered ended love’s array.

Forgive seven...

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Emptiness

(Childrens song / lyrics and music by Joan Donnelly Ellis )

When a thing is empty it is not much good at all
 .
 What good is a baseball diamond with neither bat nor ball?
 What worth a hat without a head? A house without some...

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Shadows detach at dusk, and like bats
roost together in sinister rookeries at night,
wrapped in black mantles
hanging upside down, gossiping.

Peter Pan lost his shadow,
"do you know where they put my shadow?" he cried.
He found it in a chest.
He cried when water and soap failed to stick...

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>Sunday 27th March 2016

Easter Day

A Happy Easter everyone


Happy Easter everyone, as it's here at last.
Although like all the others, I am sure it will soon pass.


Christ rose from death on this day
Many years ago. They say.


If Christ look down on Ireland now.
I'm sure he'd frown...

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'Tis not long, but the very next day,
away from us stealing what moments we may;
yet I already feel the ghost of your lips
upon my waiting neck, on each of their many trips.

A visit to a favorite friend with no strings,
become a stage for the joy...

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H-E-L-P!!!     N-e-e-d     s-o-m-e      b-o-d-y!!!...
Spouse booby trapped husband!!!

Homicide courtesy munch
house zen by proxy
immediately suspected hunch
police, K9 corps, and ambulance
nearly lost their lunch crossing over divide

yellow crime tape
cordoned off homicide
booted feet did poetically crunch
while...

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Behold, in life’s self-portrait I daresay
how youth and beauty alas fade away.
  But as my time so increase
  I will paint my masterpiece
and not a picture of Dorian Gray!


       Written: November 2015...

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Gallops in the shadows,
feared by mortals:
bearing on their collars
the stewards of blitz.
Like thunder from beneath,
their presence, sensed:
beware, I daresay
before facing the eve.

The White Brother comes
with the archer, crowned:
the arrows have dogma,
unfortunately, malign.
Claiming the head
although contrived,
this rider leads
by construing minds.

Still fresh, the stains
on the Red One’s...

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