Best Deck Poems

The pale face of nature, of flowers and treetops
Has been lost without color, behind frost in the meadow
Under snow on the fence post, and the ice on the willow

So tattered and bobbing, and weary of hiding
So weary of biding her time in the fog
Tired of...

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From
our pink deck with a Jarra  cocktail table-set
We sit awaiting  sunset with an
 ‘Hawaiian absence’ of seagulls
As dusk comes  with violet echoes
across the spotted water,
from the resturaunts
 comes a wine hubbub - table- laughter

Mountains, marshmallowed
in occasional cloud on this still night- 
constant...

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Declared debris?  ...  O' woe is me!
I am a just a chubby club of three..
Beyond the two, ... before the four
Not the card I hoped to be
If I could choose, I'd be much more!

I’d wear a crown, and be the king
But, what the...

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Christmas lights are blinkin',
Glowin' and a'twinklin',
Hang the Yuletide Holly...
It's hard to sleep tonight!

Christmas cards we're writin',
Oh, it's so excitin',
Hang up all the Stockings...
It's hard to sleep tonight!

Christmas bells are ringin',
Carolers are singin',
Wait for Christmas morning...
It's hard to sleep tonight!

Little eyes are peekin',
For the things they're...

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Deck the Yuletide Halls

Winter’s bounty of floral beauty ever blooms through snowy nights
 Even when nature wears a mantle bold stitched of frosty weather
  By warming fires and in the apparel of amber scented candlelight. 

Wreaths of Holly and of ivy grace the halls...

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The sheep stood on the burning deck, when all but he had fled 
Someone had placed the captain's hat upon his woolly head 
So bravely stood the sheep upon his first and last command 
Promoted to high station and to duty's dire demand. 

Beyond the...

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Tomorrow it will be your turn.
Your turn to be beaten.
To get bruised.
To bleed.
Because you are wrong. 
The wrong sex. 
The wrong color. 
Just wrong.
Tomorrow is your turn.
Your turn to be mocked.
To be shamed.
Because of how you look.
...or don't look.
To be harassed. 
To be chastened and...

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To Trina Jacobs
285 Warren Street
Brooklyn, New York
11201, USA

My Dearest Trina
The time we spent together in London is my greatest treasure. I was so looking forward to us being reunited in NewYork. I fear that my desire to look into your beautiful blue eyes will not...

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Back each eve, his shadow-like huge, 
black panther shadow comes, then sotly leaves.

In those bright, alarm lights,
My cat notices and on my couch
alights.

Two calicos having a visit and so,
He then with utter sweetness goes.

I call it now, my deck of dreams,
When I observe this feline...

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USS Midway
Single A Home run Derby
San Diego Bay...

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It’s been thirteen years, but I still think about him a lot
In the morning quiet, standing on the deck he built, not forgot
I sometimes feel him there with me
His presence seems to hear my plea

After the loss I’d break down at any condolence shown
In time,...

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The light in the night falls slowly upon weathered decks
We have placed the dead man on a plank and wrapped him in cheesecloth
The rain stops and starts
It doesn’t seem to care that he is dead
Captain Powder is the priest as the other died two years...

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A snail crosses
along a razor's edge,
from it's past, complete.
To it's futures, separate.
And just before it's twin selves
slide down the opposite sides
of a steely wall
it's last thought 
captures the totality
of it's trek.
The atom in the
quantum corral,
a mirage of the discrete,
or a sum total of all?
Deck chairs...

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Deck The Halls
  
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Sometimes we draw,
 the card from the deck, 
a pain in de rissole, 
painful as heck,
 fate fakes the magic, 
And fatal we swoon,
prearranged so tragic
 ironic the tune,
 till we do our time in the sack, 
no escape no going back, 
till we escape...

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