Best Entry Poems

I know you are there
On the other side
Waiting anxiously for me
There at Dreamland’s Gate
So I close my eyes tight
To hurry myself to you
Hoping sleep comes quickly
To carry me to your arms
Which are reaching through the portals…
Ready, anxious, longing
To envelope me
And whisk me away
To places that...

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it uses sticks and debris

no stones, yet,
from irreverence
thrown at it

no higher perch
than snakes and ladders
than ground level entry

the floor is plentiful
the...

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Slowly drifting, drifting away, and it feel likes I’m drowning.
I'm drowning, my eyes are drowning every time they surf into the world of pleasure, 
Seas and seas of bodies creating electricity  yet God hasn’t struck me for such sin,
Come closer, Come closer, I freeze...

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No entry wound; I know inside
What should be whole is broken
Between the cracks my feelings slide
Where words cannot be spoken

Strange silence speaks within the gloom
Where memories keep taunting
A ghost sits in a lonely room
With no desire for haunting

Where once before I used to go
When I...

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Daddy was… I don’t even remember but he wasn’t there
I don’t even remember why you were so angry
I got back home that night and my dog was lying in front of the garage
AT NIGHT in front of the garage!
I dial the keypad to get in...

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It was birds Yes Ducks !, Mallards no less
Flown down from Alberta that made this great mess !
I tried to stop them though I shivered in fear
They flew right on past me and landed right here.

They surrounded your cupcakes like an army brigade
and attacked them...

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There once was a poet called Steve 
Who was so every easily pleased 
Just a thanks from pd
Always does it for me
She's the poet we all want to please. 



comp entry skat always say for pd so pd it is :-)...

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he used to steal 

all the blankets -

TV remote in hand

I sprawl across

the empty spot on the bed...

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The Colour of the bird -means nothing if your going to be eaten...

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I have been doing a lot of thinking
      'cause to the past I am clinging
and pondering who exactly I am
   am I warrior or a lamb . . . 
one thing quite positive is my inking
  ...

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He saw with sore eyes, a belle by a bell
With a smile he couldn’t resist.
He wondered should they wander and they rested a while
Ensuring they missed the mist.

Good genes in good jeans, he told himself
As he ushered her into his home.
The maid made food and...

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H ope and faith
A re in my heart,
P erhaps this year,
P erhaps a new start...
Y esterday is gone.

N ow I look to 2010,
E ying the dates,
W ondering when.

Y earning for health,
E veryone's worried.
A nother day gone:
R ainy and blurried.

©2009 Danielle White...

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Colour of the  rose that I left with the note.
reddened eyes reading what I wrote.
Instructions for funeral readings I want spoke.
my motives and reasons I quote.
suicides my option the knife to my throat.
one single crimson drop lands on my coat.
nothing can stop me now,...

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Entry of a Honduran-American


My heart beats to the rhythm of my mother’s homeland.

My eyes search for the similarities of the lands of the ones I am in & the land that I cherish.

My lips taste the fruits and don’t quite reach the length of the...

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On a humble donkey he once rode
Thunderous crowds by the road
Liberation they craved or
A salvation he gave forth

He rides into Jerusalem once more
With no glare from two thousand years ago
Fear has pulled back praisers out of his path
There was no red carpet but marks of...

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