Best Divesting Poems

My son has lost his eyesight
	And lacks mobility.
	His doctors are confounded,
	But I seek no pity.
	
There is much love in caring
Full time for those in need;
Hard...

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“Slips the Blue Satine”



Desire bites 
a sonnet ripped 
where the voice projects
through glossy cherry bit lips
down a telephone line
wrapped around long legs

speaking soft words
welcoming you...

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Have you seen a Rockwell 1950's Lemonade Wars?
Two girls, both white of course,
dressed for YoungRepublican success
scowling at each other on a pristine deserted street
of the...

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Some issues,
some opportunities,
are written across great Western and Eastern cultures,
Northern and Southern economies,
Left and Right hemisphere structured minds,
breathing out- and in-forming lungs,
beating in- and then...

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"The Price of Pearls"



a strange time
just as a dream
to a place of strangeness

strangers 
walking contretemps' fine lines 
composing invisible footprints

away from life 
into the loud...

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We exist in space and time 
invisible, unseen for who we
truly are exchanging 
words for thoughts
never face-to-face
but touching just the same
vitriol tossed with the sweetness
fair...

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When in her best behavior:

    she smiles so sweetly
    and she loves so freely;

    she speaks...

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Does your money derive from health-regenerative investments?

Well, what could that mean?

Do you make your money, honey, 
with both light and dark co-arising memory
of midway love...

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R&R

Silently I contemplate
Secretly I desire your essence
Cardiff is another land, a far away shore
Absent from my lust, yet craving still
Drowning within my self, I lay...

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Speech of Tears – Zamreen Zarook

Drops of tears from our purl conveys a lot,
Each an every shedding has a ballot,
By identifying the core, our hands...

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Some days and nights
I am terrorized by death,
cold silo ache-echoing fear,
claustrophobic breathless dark
barking inevitable factness and finality
of my decomposing mortality,
and posthumous demise,
probably post-humorous as well,
should...

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Punishing for revenge,
could this occur to natural systems
without capacity to imagine alternative futures?

Punishing others for their defiant behavior,
actions and words stronger than merely ignorant
bolder than...

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Love wants nothing to do
with the everyday affairs of men.
Love's only intention
is to catch the lover!

Rumi

God wants nothing to do
with the routine affairs of men,
God's...

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Do I want to only look at new ones,
never been used,
or is that a too restrictive market,
too competitively priced
for virginity of place and relationship on...

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"The Call of the Grimoire" 


when Exalibur was retrieved 

from the rock, then foolishly 
and irretrievably lost 
in that dreadful battle most worthless

the imps encouraged...

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