Best Dutifully Poems

Look...See how long nights are drawing in.
Dreary birdsong gradually abates -
Opaque dusk grows dim;
And just outside the creaky little garden
Gate,
Stood opposite the empty wood
Where the...

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“I cannot give a name to pain I’ve never known.” - by poet

What do I know of sadness
when it’s grief that is profound?
The misery of...

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POTD 9th April 2018

Synopsis -
A story of selflessness without jealousy or rancor that is often evident through the ages in all walks of life, even...

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Regally it stands, the staunch guardian of her lonesome heart,
Reminiscing in revelries of yore, treasured memories impart,
Defying glum turbulence of now, hanging on to seasons...

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Swept up into piles; everywhere 
Abouts; in collected heaps all 
Around.              ...

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My poetry garden of late has lain untended and forlorn.
I succumbed to shock and dismay upon entering recently, for I observed that
great disagreement had erupted...

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she's absolut
i'm hennessy
i'm rush hour traffic in L.A.
she's a small town in Tennessee
she's left handed
i think i'm always right
i love the way she will compromise
i...

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Written: March 12, 2024 For Constance La france Contest

N/A in Contest: No 1294

Rumi Quote: "The garden of love is green without limit and yields many...

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She sits perched, like a gorgeous gargoyle, upon the boulder
splotched with spots of mint chocolate ice cream moss - the wind tasting
her lovely locks as...

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When your befuddled mind
Forsakes upon the ragged edge
Of swirling darkness;
Where eternal night awaits
To sate upon purest innocence
Besides an open grave!
When the gravity of your perils
Be...

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Quote:  Every day is a page to write a new story.


DAILY DEWDROPS 

Freshly fallen snow,
no print left yet.
An empty box,
with no pretty bow.

I get...

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So, what is the best theme for
a poem?  No guarded secret, all themes --  
Freely to Roam! And what, the prescribed 
destination or...

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The tree of my ritual was old and tall,
though not a true giant;
the next one may be, but needn't.
It possessed consequence in its bough
and the...

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(Base USO club, Zweibrucken, Germany, 1963)

Of a lazy afternoon, I sit
     propped up,
Bones aching, sorely tired from
    ...

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Looking Back Long Ago

We had been looking back long ago
While time crept by seeming so slow;
Distance between time kept spreading;
May do something they were dreading.

On...

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