Best Drier Poems

Admiration For the Person You’ve Become


Don’t ever forget you will always be my little boy
Reflecting in the year’s past of your favorite toy

Was also your security blanket that you always kept near
A mere little stuff rabbit you loved so much dear

If it disappeared, it would...

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In spring he complained
It was always way to wet
The sound of chirping birds 
Would make him get upset

He thought summer is drier
But when summer came it was hot
It was a far far worse season
At least that's what he thought

Perhaps he'd prefer the autumn
Cooler air and...

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Gray is gray

Cold is cold

The beginning of winter

The winters hold....

Empty branches

Emptier hands

Living but dying

Without any plans

Breathing; beating....

Seeing

The best that you can?!

Seeing 

Being

This barren land....

Gray is gray

Cold is cold

The midst of winter

Your growing old

Drying rivers....

Drier eyes

Another day closer

To the end, of your time!?

Time

Closer....

To the cold, inside

The...

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Complaining Hitman

Sniper
Griper

Internet Detective

Hacker
Tracker

Welcomers at Adulterers Anonymous

Cheater
Greeter

Umbrella-carrying Pilot

Drier
Flyer

Male Greeter

Hello
Fellow

Elderly Au Pair

Granny
Nanny


April 13, 2022...

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Thy love for me is sure,Knoweth I,
right from genesis,my heart goeth to thee,
ours had the permission of Cupid and holy saints,
Thou knoweth my strength and my weakness,
No dame like thee,my diamond!my moon!,
we -two were paired by the heavens,
whether thou goeth I go,just like Siamese twins,
The...

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Cranberry shaded leaves upon
Crepe Myrtle in the fall
Fig leaves change to their ripe color
Now those distant birds' call 

It is so dry, Shikita ga Nai
'Tis the design for this time
But drier than some in the past
There's no reason or rhyme  

Or is it in...

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You know, I thought changing one’s job would be easy,
To start a new vocation would be breezy.
I got me local newspaper, looking for a job as a sparky, (electrician)
But I said “what the F-ck, these ads were written by a sarky.”

The first job was an...

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"I was born at a very early age",

this, along with many other immortal sayings, from dear ole dad, will always have a way of sneaking into my everyday life. He'd come into the room, unannounced, and lay this idiom on me, "I was born at...

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The eye of the storm is upon us.
Calm seas are not far behind. 

Though my ship may have

Loose nails and 
Tattered sails,
A crew soaked to the bone,

There will be drier days.

Waves crush the bow
And hammer the starboard.

An unrelenting force.

But we do not fear,
For after their...

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Are cucumbers cool
As a general rule?
How fresh is a daisy?
Are loons always crazy?

How snug is a bug
When he’s not in a rug?
How gentle are lambs
If not happy as clams?

How clever’s a fox
That’s as dumb as an ox?
How fit is a fiddle
Not clean as a whistle?

Are...

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Sunlight at an angle dancing through colored leaves
Cool nights to snuggle beneath the sheets; warm days of ease
Last of gardens harvest; goodbye to summer's bees
Joyful time to harvest soon days a breeze
Pumpkins, winter squash, turnips, and peas
Food in bounty stored away for many days

Christmas will...

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Himalayas

Eons ago in the planet’s evolution,
During tectonic plate movement: 1
The Indian Island Ma moved northward
Crashing into the Eurasian continent,
To form the Himalayan mountains. 2

Out of the chaos, towering peaks arose,
Piercing heavenly soft, white cotton clouds,
Bursting into clear blue skies as Earth revolved,
And orbited the sun...

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It's the last breathe of the dying land, 

maybe an enchanted wind passing, 

perhaps the spirit of a vanaishing forest, 

everybody's specualting, 

they are asking, 

Who created that spectacle? 

Their eyes are mesmerized and wider, 

wandering towards the natural phenomenon, 

it's something new to them,...

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Three million years ago.
Three toed, and foraging the swamp lands. No bigger than a house cat. Timid.
Horse found safety in numbers. Prey mammal. Happy horse. 

Two million years ago.
Mother Earth began to dry, and the small herbivore found need not of so many little toes...

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Sunlight at an angle dancing through colored leaves
Cool nights to snuggle beneath the sheets; warm days of ease
Last of gardens harvest; goodbye to summer's bees
Joyful time fo harvest soon days a breeze
Pumpkins, winter squash, turnips, and peas
Food in bounty stored away for many days

Christmas will...

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