Best Endings Poems

We hadn't planned his birth like this...
Taking breaths as I was taught, 
the pain dissolved my gallant front
and tears have come from eyes squeezed shut

I heard a voice unlike my own
The room is filled with some concern
I groan, the doctor takes a turn
Quick-fire decision, a...

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Endings or beginnings, there's reason for change
circling around me, are seasons, rearranged
As we say farewell to our place in the sun
Goodbye to our cove on the beach and the fun,
but hello to the chores, and sweeping leaves by the door

With the first icy fingers ,...

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The words we speak in poesy,
Dance through the pages of history;
All the verses and all the rhymes,
Take all of us into more pensive times.
Where trickle of words that flow from pen,
Bring us from beginning down to the end;
But in between there are stories to tell,
That...

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Burnished bronze, tarnished teal,
flare warnings yield to winds of steel.
Their urge to jump, to flee and hide
cuts off the warmth for suicide.

They leap and land at such a cost,
far flung debris- refulgence lost.
They shrivel brown, dark fibers done,
decay beneath the wayward sun.

Their shredded shells in...

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 I think of you badly,

I yearn for you crazily
 
Passionately in wanting 

Obsessively in needing 

and I dream of you,

your fingertips all over

my chapters

in search of faith's

 happy endings. 

Every night I wait for you 

to come to me 

I let you taste the...

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Hauntingly explicit, plighted
  in yesterday's cloaked mystery,
wafting as whispers through
 wistfully grayed memories on dimly 
          recalled moonlit indulgences,
winding imprecise hazy endings
    beyond darkly covert horizons

 love isn't blind, it's persistently unsighted...

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Steel upon endings

Taken by fate, to a subway of feelings
Caverns which reap what I call
Beacons of hope at the end often stealing
Fixtures in spite of it all

Counting the tracks of a firm destination
Purchasing tickets to share
Fear stands my heart of my own hesitation
Wondering if you...

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Taken, by fate, to a subway of feelings
Caverns which reap what I call
Beacons of hope at the end often stealing
Fixtures in spite of it all

Counting the tracks of a firm destination
Purchasing tickets to share
Fear stands my heart of my own hesitation
Wondering if you are there

Whistles...

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Why curtain down
It's like closing eyes
The hammer falling
Sinking beneath
Dropping off
     the face 
       of 
         the 
      Earth
The diminishing
   sound...

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Beginnings – Endings

Out of the darkest reaches of time and space
came molten minerals, gasses, rocks, comets
– life traversing aeons, in suspended animation
across millions of light years, billions of desolate miles
creating unseen universe after universe,
creating unseen solar system after solar system.

Past galaxies, black holes, quasars, supernovas,
planets...

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Real love stories never have endings. Time has cast a spell on you,
So you won't ever forget it. Breathe...
Take in the light of the universe. Let its energy course through your body like an infectious joy disease. Breathe ... You are connected to the source...

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You are dead now and I am sorry,
For all of the things you thought I should have been,
For all of the things you wanted me to be for you,
I hope that you feel your burden of life is lifted,
And shared by a circle of angels.

For...

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Along the coast, I taste your scent

While vapor of mist claims the morn;

To brush spiced memoirs, now forlorn

Ending vows without my consent.



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Saw Brecht rolling in his grave
And Weill gasping for air.
And the masterful Brecht rave,
And rant and try to be fair.
(if that is possible for his rage,)
that audience-tested Happy endings 
by TV and Hollywood rule the age
and color rosy,  these times' being


With gorge rising say,...

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Throughout 2016 I have been reading Rob Brezsny's Pronoia
Is The Antidote For Paranoia
now ending before I reach 2017.

This postmillennial bible of multiculturalism
ends with several questions or statements
with space to write in my responses.

I am about half through these end pages.
Here is a condensed version of...

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