Best Every Week Poems

just going  to church every week ~ does not make you a better Christian

be grateful for everything that you have ~ because many have...

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Dead Men Do Tell Tales

 I saw, the rot of sad, deep selfish desires,
 burning endlessly in clever fires
 Piles of cash a tall mountain...

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You don’t know me…
You don’t know my past…
If you did would you 
judge me for my pain so vast? 

Did you hear about 
that one...

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He’s just a dog, a mongrel pup that fitted in me hand,
short haired, tan and white, with needs of high demand,
he’s whingy and he’s whiny,...

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Remembering the days of yesteryear
when family ties were held most dear,
gas lamps flickered in the back street
while most of us danced a different beat.
Tragic alleyways...

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How do I begin to describe you
Such an incredible person 
Yet even now you doubt your abilities
You lost your own mum when you were eight...

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One. Latino boys like Buffalo Wild Wings. It isn't clear why, but it's definitely emerging as a pattern.

Two. Latino boys are persistent. When he asks...

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Why wouldn’t you cut me loose from the strings that bind us 
You had left me dangling from a marriage that once united us together
The...

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This situation has no basis in reality; in fact, it is ludicrously unreal. However, the likes and dislikes shown of its author are completely true!

Scene:...

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I read Darryl Ashton’s poem Called Pinocchio Rex and this brought back 
memories of a childhood incident

When I grew up we had a smallholding –...

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Dead Man Tells Tales

 I saw, the rot of selfish desires,
 burning endlessly in clever fires
 Piles of cash a mountain high
 stolen by those...

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You know? I've learned a few tricks! If I grab the left rim and pull backward, and grab the right rim and push forward, I...

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I took a stroll around my mind today
And there I found images, visions at play:
I saw a child, happy carefree
I somehow knew that child wasn’t...

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Full title:
LIFELONG, MEANINGLESS MUSINGS MEAN EVERYTHING OF NO VALUE
aka
OFF THE WALL RAMBLINGS


After upscale meals, I know no relief
until I somehow pick my un-fancy teeth.
Serve me...

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The nose feels always sweet from the steams of the lower order
happiness and contentment fill the pages of their folders
still afford basic needs, though with...

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