Best Fill Again Poems

They come between dreams
soft focus tails wagging,
whiskers electric.
The ones we have named.
Wide-eyed refugees
we carry home in cars
or in arms curled around
trembling ribs.
They return like blood
to...

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When the colors of sorrow fade away,
When the leaves come back to life,
When the shadows of the past finally lifts up,
When living went rife,
What an...

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No pictures in the picture frames
They just hang lonely on the wall
There's no fire in the firplace
No footsteps in the hall
.
Don't know when it happened
Know...

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An outrageously warm full moon
radiates above my roof
across our yard,
my face and mind,
reminding me Earth's nature can and must sometimes feel kind
if last week's hurricane...

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There’s a space in 
My heart 
Since you’ve been gone
That my tears can’t
Wash away
And my thoughts won’t
Leave alone
You were always there 
When I needed you...

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Tears Never Wept
                  by Odin Roark

Like a lonely...

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The Moon Will Rise
Flow & Ebb In Eyes
Memories Surge Like Tides
… And The Sea Will Fill Tonight

Desires-Deluge & Dreams Held Tight
Hopes of H20 – Depth...

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The cold seeps in.


The silent asssassin.


He’s the chill that goes straight to the bone.


Winter.


That’s when the assassin strikes.


Boaring down a path.


Animals hide.Plants die.


And the rest...

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I want to cry
As my eyes fill with tears 
and my heart breaks of pain
As i wonder what the future will bring
I sit and watch...

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All the feels and even more
Are spilling out upon the floor

From my eyes, my mouth, my pen
They empty out then fill again

All these feels I’ve...

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In the golden rays of early morning
I watch you rise, kicking to the sky
Off to dazzle elsewhere
Exchanging notes in the distance

Acutely aware of my limitations
I...

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school again
got my pen
staring at the new guy ben
who's staring at cindy wren
i bet he watches c.n.n
school forms, got to fill again
that freshman looks like...

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In dreams they speak again,
soft focus tails wagging,
whiskers electric.

The ones we have named.
Those wide-eyed refugees
we took home in cars
or curled in our arms
fragile ribs trembling.

They...

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In dreams they speak again,
soft focus tails wagging,
whiskers electric.

The ones we have named.
Those wide-eyed refugees
we took home in cars
or curled in our arms
fragile ribs trembling.

They...

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(John Day Fossil Beds, 2018)

Revisiting The Same Ground

Over and over again
I find myself returning 
to the same thoughts, ideas, histories
but now with years more experience...

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