Best Emery Poems

Emery

Emery had a nose of stone,
An outgrowth of his weighted mind.
Of alabaster was it honed
Into a feature aquiline.
Its heft was such that Emery
Would counterbalance with...

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I thank our Lord for the blessings bestowed:

Even though my wound still oozes, my skin cancer was completely removed
My fingernails are unusually strong and I...

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Once, I think, you said to me
That poets are like the sand in the sea
But each grain plays a part in that ocean
To set each...

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She sat on a park bench late Christmas night
a hallmark moment in my memory.
For relaxing there, she was quite the sight
her face shone as if...

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Glowing Forever


As simple as bringing a flame to a candle
I now hold the match ever tight in my hand
Striking the swatch in an emery fashion
Watching...

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Buffed out with time's fine emery
Alzheimer's stole your memory.
And you sit in your chair and gaze
lost in a perpetual haze.

There is little left but a...

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Our love now plays on songs of memory
like perfume of flowers, not meant to last.
Love was smooth as stones polished with emery
yet, scattered as light...

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The other day I was rootin' around in my spouse's purse,
And was astounded by the contents that were so diverse.
If caught, I'd surely have hell...

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WHERE WE ONCE LIVED

I drove by where we once lived
It wasn’t long before I pulled into the drive,
Oh, the tears that started rolling from my...

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When Whip-Poor-Wills call evening is nigh
My reflections turn to good memories. 
And you still choose me_  the apple of your eye
To be your love...

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Is merely the folding of the shower curtain that snaps the righteous peg. Sending jasmine smells at nine in the morning to refresh the house...

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THE MAUSOLEUM OF ALL

Africa is the burial chamber of many,
Millions of men and women rested in peace,
The deepest hole full of important bones,
The bones of...

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Heroes,  
To some people a killer can be called Hero
To other people a defender of their rights is called Hero. 
There are many untold...

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If there is life there 
must be an encounteration.
Even the moons and 
the suns, all get to return 
back if they passed 
to their eventual...

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VULNERABILITY

I Proceeded to face my vulnerability
it crowned me in a place of darkness
where I couldn’t find any forgiveness,
I was dwindling in all these pains
of a...

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