Best Everyplace Poems

I was a successful, scientific explorer, traveling to the remote, distant lands,
Bettering noble lives of many, like budding, green spring which understands.

And every day held...

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I was a learned meteorologist, studying azure atmosphere and vivid weather,
To give a prophetic daily forecast, like bees gliding remote locales of heather.

Often I had...

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The golden hour for rising has arrived, and there are violet roses in the sky,
So, I bid hello to you, my robust friend, as the...

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Millie Mable Millipede was worried by the news.
Mike and Molly Millipede would soon need winter shoes.
Their itsy, bitsy, tiny feet, until now free and bare,
Were...

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A weed that’s known as Queen Anne’s Lace
Is here and there and everyplace – 
Along the highway, in the fields,
Deaf to every sneeze it yields.

Tall...

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Do you remember stories about the incensed 60s?

The smoke-filled Beatles,
and acrid flowering Hippies,
and Aquarian Age of Free Love.

It fizzled out.
It wasn't such a Great Transition
as...

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Once upon a time in an alluring place
Flourishing realm sweet with seasons showers pace
The earth food for life the lush greenness embrace
Array of flowering plants...

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Opening the box, she peers deep inside
Soft music is played from its underside
A smile appears on her cute tender face
Within her a giggle is everyplace

Her...

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W here did they come from?

R ight here on my face

I just don’t like them

N ow they’re everyplace

K nown to come with age

L oose skin...

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I had spent recent years in mourning, since I had lost someone very dear;
As when pallid moon is hidden by clouds, and bright stars will...

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The wind is whipping, so the sleet’s
Like needles on your face.
Your feet are slipping on the sheets
Of ice formed everyplace.

The cars are skidding on the...

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If the world was ripping apart at the seams;
and the sky fell off it’s high seated pedestal 
and everyplace sparked from faulty wiring and lit...

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The Fault Limit

There’s a hair line crack in the human chain,
causing some to reap, while others pain.
Widening a fraction broader every day,
it strains till all...

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Everyday and everytime,   
I think everything when I’m not thinking anything
I think everything when I’m not everywhere

Everyday and everytime   
I sink...

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Every Thing

      It’s ok not to tell everyone, everything. 
      Your achievements every day,
 ...

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