Best Duane Poems

We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two of us shoot the bunk over coffee, it’s...

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Through graveyard
meandering, just
me and Dad
stories sad
abbreviated down to
mostly names and dates

So we tell
their stories by turns
like poor Duane
Dinwiddie
died at age thirty-three of
bee sting allergy

So tragic
how she caught a chill
Angeline
age nineteen
who died before her wedding
day, her groom grieves still

Or the war
heroes, Frank and Finn
taken in
the prime...

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The radio plays their song
And two hearts beat as one
To the rhythm of a tune they call their own.
The gold and platinum vinyl spins
Creating the sound where love begins.
If only for the moment, they have won.

“Something” that George found
In the way she moves and smiles
Made...

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I have spent most my life on ships of steel
Things of fiction now so real
I pray for my brothers who have passed
From every nation that laid their wrath

Under the water these ships can go
Where they go nobody knows
They are the oceans ghosts
Riding under the waves,...

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Dear Mom and Dad, it's me, your son;
Out of my brothers, I'm the handsome one.
You've been gone for quite a while;
I'm glad you raised me when I was a child. 
There are many things I want us to do,
But it just isn't the same without...

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Native, Liteskin, sun kissed
smiles
sit, talk, get to know me 
a while
for I am not my skin and 
even though the tan pigment
runs deep
I am my heart, thoughts
and actions,reflection of
company
I keep
A car accident took
my Homies brother this morning
and as we sit and talk to him
now, through...

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Memorial Day is a day to remember those that have past
Keeping the pursuit of happiness in our grasp
They paid the ultimate sacrifice so willingly
Allowing all of us to have that barbeque under the tree

Take the time to visit a memorial or a grave
Or even go...

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You all were taken way to soon
To go and listen to an angel's tune
As you sit and listen to their song
You are not where you belong

You belong with your loved ones
Enjoying the thoughts of days to come
The world stopped on this day
They stopped and started...

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Here is another poem for you to ponder
As I sit here and let my mind wander
Are you all you think you can be?
Or are you a drain on society?

Look in the mirror and stare at your soul
You are the one that has to carry the...

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There is an animal in my head
That is dying to be feed
He needs to be set free
In the form of literacy

He has so many things to say
Things to share, words to display
Feeling that are deep within
Kept in hiding like a deadly sin

I have found a...

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1960 and the world was changing
A time for living and rearranging
Baseball in the school yard with a sponge ball and a fist
Donnie Brooks sang Mission Bell and Chubby did The Twist
Bobbie sox and ponytails, school dances were so much fun
Johnny Preston’s Running Bear. I loved...

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I am all alone in this great big world
My destiny is being unfurled
I am responsible for my plight
And what I may do tonight

There is no one else to put my shame
Only me, myself, and I to blame
What did I do wrong you may ask
Only I...

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I have finally met the love of my life
It won’t be long and I’ll ask her to be my wife
I hope and pray she will say yes
As she is the one that makes me feel the best

We are two peas in a pod for sure
I...

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Eric Clapton (born March 30, 1945, in Ripley, Surrey, England)
British guitarist who influenced rock.
Later became a famous singer-songwriter.
Clapton was born to a teen mom and a Canadian WWII soldier in England.
His grandparents mostly raised him.
He played guitar in his youth and went to Kingston College...

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On a cool October breeze in 1973,
A child was born with a blanket worn;
That baby was cute, little me.

Two days before Halloween,
The first things I have seen
Is nurses in white, hospital lights,
And my parents behind the clear screen.

Each year was the same 
When the big...

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