Best Flattered Poems

One Chinese lantern
Courted to her heart’s delight
      By a thousand moths...

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I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change,
Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged.

Studying the said effects on...

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Time to go home there’s that cursed bell
Excitement for most - for him an impending hell
A torturous journey - that takes him down life’s dark...

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I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security,
By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity.

Days were spent perusing...

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Lemon meringue sweet-laughter-light
fills shadows cerulean blue.
Café de Flore’s summer hot night
where dreams tangerine rendezvous.

Six strings strumming lavender notes
tones, violaceous lilac lace,
heartbeats' delicate music floats
on fanciful...

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Regarded as a warrior 
this is true
Respect shown her a 
definite must
Depth in knowledge 
always knew
Not one to be flattered 
by the lust

The fool she...

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Tea Leaves On The Bosphorus

Seated at a table by the stirring water,
My eyes absorb the shore of Asia.
Minerets and aged worn stone
Stand haphazardly along the...

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He lived on a beautiful, rural farm, back in fond, good old days of yore,
With his parents and two brothers; like sun's going in and...

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I'd almost forgotten, how fondly this little hamlet
snuggles tight against the purple hills, and how State street
divides the town into two parts, like a pizza,...

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IN    THE   DENTIST’S   CHAIR

Lean  back and just relax
Put on these protective glasses please
Injection  -  ...

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Go ahead, you freaking coward, I thought. You drove all this way, with your new 6" GPS. Now you’re a bowl of jello who can't...

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If my love we must part
   Let us part under shroud of night
Who I ask is afraid of the dark?
  Tiss I...

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In the morning, he was tetchy, but gentle,
Sitting beside me till my eyelids opened
I sat up, yawning, and rubbed my eyes
His hand brushed a dry...

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"Odysseus and The Siren"



There he is 
like Odysseus 
bound to the mast of his ship
cursive words dispatched 
through aether to 
the somnolent nodding
in their stock...

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I loved you so much it hardly mattered,
Blinded by your million, shiny shards of glass,
Before we laid our love to waste, bruised and battered.

I failed,...

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