Best Fine Poems

This life is fine
The world is mine
Though I can’t stop
The hands of time

The birds all sing
And flowers bloom
The sun still shines
And chases gloom

And I can view
The sparkling sea
And all the stars
Just dance with me

The clouds, they hide
And I must seek
The creatures small
At me, they peek

The...

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Is it Love
a simple bowl of ice cream
sweating from the heat
cherries on the top
huddled 'round and looking sweet
two little wooden paddles
pretend that they are spoons
as we sit beneath the stars
in the savor of the moon
your lips are all I see
as they caress them with a...

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The power within you is unique
   if you are true to yourself
   Today closer to fine
   Navigating your inner self
   changing landscapes
   shadow pages and the imprint of the past
   fear fake investors
...

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We’re monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food,
the plastic cutlery,
absorbed by the clutter of the food tray.

Numbed by hours of jiggling,
the carting of torpid bodies through interminable distance,
we’re wedged now into boredom, uncomfortably numb.

Anesthetized – we fear nothing.
If the aircraft stalls, few will scream.
We’ll keep decanting small...

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I know a very fine poet, a dear colleague, who’s so exquisitely talented and bright,
And has a superb facility with words and themes making all fit perfect and right;
She has an unrivaled mastery of the poetic art and writes with the best approach,  
And...

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Sister girl 
African pearl
Such finesse
So much, you have to give.
Yes, you are beautiful!

Are you paying attention to me?
Nile I am.
Dark and handsome man and confident…

For the love of God
In this real world
Never have I 
Ever exploded with deep words of lust!

Sophisticated woman
After thoughts
Savoring your body
Suc-cor...

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I guess I’m narcissistic
I suppose I’m masochistic.
Fitting into just another statistic. 

Hah, go figure.

I guess this is my delusion.
I suppose I enjoy seclusion. 
Pardoning me from inclusion. 

I like being alone.

I guess I am depressed.
I suppose I am obsessed,
With this I am possessed. 

It is...

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Rare Cooking This Fine Morn

To have deep-thoughts, dreams a poet slowly eats
Or spiced casseroles of ink-piggy feats?
Meals written on yellow paper to enjoy.
Chinese fried rice with steamed adjective soy!

Experience new dishes, of rare flavor
Spread like butterfly wings upon glazed ham.
Pour tasty hot liquid words to...

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Tiddles didn’t like his new tinned tea

Fussy 
Pussy

Angry Animal

Shows claws
From paws

Self catering cat

Catch mice
Tastes nice

Caught in the rain

Soggy
Moggy

Time for a sneaky sleep 

Cat nap
On lap

Contented cat

Purry
Furry

March of the Footles Contest Sponsor Timothy Hicks
03~04~16...

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Dedicated to one of my favorite actors, Morgan Freeman


“Driving Miss Daisy” was driving him crazy
   So old Morgan Freeman assumed a new role
It proved much more fun next to Jack Nicholson
   “Bucket List” jumping through an atmosphere cool
 
With Brad Pitt,...

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I see that Bubba’s so forlorn.
He’s too depressed to talk today. 
Two months in a full-body cast	
can keep one’s cheerfulness at bay. 

He donned his super hero suit 
and took a header off the roof
(two-story!) Nothing broke his fall.
He lies now, silent and aloof.

He’d failed...

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This life is fine
The world is mine
Though I can’t stop
The hands of time

The birds all sing
And flowers bloom
The sun still shines
And chases gloom

And I can view
The sparkling sea
And all the stars
Just dance with me

The clouds, they hide
And I must seek
The creatures small
At me, they peek

The...

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poetess of love
heart of a warrior princess
starry eyed dreamer





*tribute to Brandy Nicole, a soldier in the cause of truth and justice... and love...

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Should'a Read The Fine Print


I am intrigued by all computer tasks,
and competent and skilled in every scheme
from word process and graphic arts design,
to spreadsheets, database and all between.

But, I became too confident last week
when I downloaded upgrades that were bad
for programs that I use...I acted...

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I.

Everything is fine. Everything is. Everything. Fine.
Then her heart stops beating.
The world looks the same, right?
How long has it been since she's eaten?
Is she still alive?
I think so?
Everything.
Fine.
She'll come back, she always does.
Everything.
Every.
Ev.
.
She'll bounce back, it's what she does.
.
.
Goodbye. 
Then you're gone, at least your...

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