Best Dried Out Poems

icy daggers serrated his chilly mind
memories sharp as polar bear’s claws 
wielded reminiscent evocation in pain
how he longed for selective amnesia

heart and reason at war with the enemy
a battle only to be won if he surrendered
to inevitability that conflicts were useless
unless of course they concluded...

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Absurd situations amuse me; they get written into poems.
Foolish generalizations about groups of people infuriate me; 
they also get written into poems.
All Irish, all whites, all English, all red-heads, there is no all.  
It makes not a whit of sense.

But the one thing that...

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The second your name, touches my lips, sweet spring warmth blooms upon them,

The sun, becoming my smile, radiating from my body, my soul. 

Oh, the garden of roses that bloom beneath the moon, watered by my simple tears,

and bloomed in your love, our growing love....

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The round pond a big hole
It was empty without water
The dry heat dried it out
It began to pour rain drops
The wind was very strong
Pouring rain filled the pond
Ducks and the geese came
They swam and drank water
A busy day at the pond...

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A long line of waters
Deep in hearts of bathers
A lifeline of growth
Weep of salvation brought forth

Waters of life over a mile
Outrunning a thousand stile
Gifts of life in piles
Surmounting torments of viles

Dreams on waters slate
Streams of sages proliferate
Sun beam of neon flickers
Teeming waters on pickers

Wishers with...

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"Dearly beloved, "We are gathered here today to witness,
The wickedness of these times."
"Blessed", fortunately, its ending soon."
To radio stations phone-it.
"Wait!, No!, Next month.
"Taking the kiddies fishing."
"Perhaps we should postpone it."
"Reminds me, of an ole story.
"My, dear neighbor, now long past away."
"Bought a two-thousand watt light...

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Like Ramen noodles,
packaged, dried worms are instant.
Just add hot water, stir, and eat....

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Strands of dried leaves that
hang about your neck,
they dance with each motion,
their bodies rustle in wonder.
Did you notice the stripes
on the bathroom walls?
Orange, cream,
rotten green,
shivering in the electric air.
My hands find the ground,
hard and cold,
they count each tile.

Three-hundred-thirty-five.

The interwoven lines that the tiles create
form the...

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dried tea bags --
her smile warm and
inviting...

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The tiny dried leaves
Falling from the tree to give
Space to new ones...

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she is the most beautiful wild flower
                       time ran fast fades the glamour
          ...

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Sun-Dried Rain
David J Walker

Following the path of 
Southwest winds 

Carving canyons  
Starving clouds and land alike

Making sand of topsoil
As pilgrims pray for rain

staking a claim in blowing dust
In bilingual refrains 

of long missed moisture 
and drying rust 

Sun-dried children cleansed and swaying
on backyard clothes...

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Everyone talks about money laundering.
I often wondered what that meant.
So I found out from a good source, the internet.
There's alot of information on the subject, if you just search.

An example goes something like this..,
 
What if an elderly man had thousands in his bank account...

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Like fresh fruit skin in dry weather
Luscious looks can't hold together
A face takes a hit
From a cigarette lit
And a plum becomes fruit leather...

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sun peaks in
as raindrops fall from the clouds
dry from sight

all they see 
is the warm sun glaring back
raindrops gone...

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