Best Delivers Poems

DRY MASCARA

Nobody sees through the shadow and the color of my eyes
The times I've cried are the only time you notice the trace down my...

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American Indian, Nightshades, Moonshadows And Howling Wolf

Thirsty for red moon, its sacred beams and eternal pull
howling-out to speak to this dark and blind world, without...

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Heroes

When need arises they rise up in every town
No matter the toll it takes, they just carry on,
But not everyone will recognize who they are
For...

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Great sun, your day is drawing to a marvelous close.
The horizon seems ablaze as you slowly spill into the turning of night.
Tomorrow we shall see...

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Finding love is our unsure heart’s goal as edged on by our confident souls.  Some journey through life with love as their primary dream,...

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Love that curves with curving roads
Emerges on to shining meadows
And looks back for the message it delivers
To the dawn of fragile tomorrow. 

Love that sinks...

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He's a gentleman who knows the meaning of grace 
he has earned my respect and my great admiration 
Bless his beating heart for all the...

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~Purpling Shadows~ 
 ( Glosse)


 ~Cabeza~ 

 I want you when the shades of eve are falling 
 And purpling shadows drift across the land,...

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Dawn

In early morning when I rise
Through my window in twilight skies
A lilac sky begins from gray
Descending  from our milky way.

When Sol awakens, shows his...

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Universal elegy grieves and yet embraces shifts of paradigm
New beginnings consciousness initiates comprehends and thus proceeds from
Illusion’s delusion collusions misconceptions in the irritating
Vortex whirlpool immanent...

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“ANTE BELLUM”


BEIGEBest served where it can’t be seen
On Stirling Silver platters
With redruM narcotics
Delivered by sharp Blood-Red
Well-mannered talons
Strutting in sleek wet rolling tight-skirted
Long French Silk Stockinged...

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"The Theory of Positivism"



It’s criminal
all theories tie that life 
in neat tight black bows

the presents under 
that tree of life
wide spread 

arms once wide open...

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I wander in the nature’s green, trees in rows the birds preen
Like a gem glimmers the morning dew, with a precious diamond’s hue
And flowers bloom...

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Emerald green that shines on
gleaming green jewel bug
Algae green of the serene pond
And there swim the shoveler ducks

Harlequin green from areca leaves pinnate
Softly grins when...

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Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery...

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