Best Darting To And Fro Poems

Dear dainty little butterfly flitting about in erratic flight.
I get but a fleeting glimpse of thee, tho' 'tis such a delight,
To see thee wafted by...

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fly
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The bridge was built in 1892 across the gorge of Deer Lick Creek.
Many eerie things have happened since that time adding to its mystique.
'Twas built...

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A Collaboration with Marti Sutherland

Circling the table before they feast, black ravens crow
bright beady eyes darting to and fro, away they go
landing on a wounded...

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Being God's Pen
Written: by Tom Wright
2006

Thoughts Promenade inside my head
Absent of composition or direction,
As water dollops on a heated griddle.
I pass time exhuming notions
Thought long...

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I waited patiently with bated breath
Beneath the banyan tree
On a cloudless starry night
Far away from the city light
Waiting for the sound of my beloved beau
Wide...

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Ruby red throated, black chinned birds are here 

They fly in my porch and look at the door 

Inviting me,"Take your camera, we are to...

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Sitting in my car waiting for Cathie
My eyes darting to and fro
Shorter than short shorts wherever I look
My poor heart is beating so 

Is this...

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Onerous task confronted teachers and parents

As prospective students
ably ready themselves to matriculate
and/or first set little feet 
inside halls of learning,
I rebroadcast a poem crafted
at the...

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a river meanders under my feet
     I hearken... notice... fallen withered leaves

   aback I move... eyes darting... to and...

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Sitting in my car waiting for Cathie
My eyes darting to and fro
Shorter than short shorts wherever I look
My poor heart is beating so 

Is this...

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The mist of the morning bathes the riverbanks, whetting my appetite for nature
I sit here letting the early morning tease my ears with the sweetest...

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jangling nerves... tense, taut...
  darting to and fro… caught... trapped
     whimpering feebly...

The brave gunman licks his lips...
  duck soup......

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Her voice was a dulcet melody
 Which I always liked to hear
 But now that voice is silent
 And the silence I can't bear

 Moonlit...

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To die with dignity
in the midst of indignant pain

Eyes clenched, face contorted
Knowing you're at your end
Semi toothless, wrinkled
Mottled with brown age spots
Turkey gizzard neck
Eyes darting...

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