Best Fondest Poems

For nine long long months I longed to greet you
We’ll if I’m perfectly honest …
You were so snug in your home you stayed for an...

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She wept as they buried her one true love.
Each day thereafter she brought him a rose,
the flower she knew he was fondest of.
Her grief unbearable,...

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When a Man Loves a Woman

A man who loves a woman in the way
a woman wants him to will love her true.
He’ll hold her close,...

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*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek ***

Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests 
No blood in his steak,...

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~FInding Your Earth Angel~

My fondest wish, 
Is that you meet one,
quite soon!
They are sent by God,
not the man in the moon!

May time and rushing tides,
bring one...

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A lot of acquaintances deemed me lucky, and I knew I was,
For I had a successful life, when all could have been chaos.

I had a...

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Hey there Mister Bobby May,
I am sure I speak for all
When I say, 
That you are a steadfast poet
On Soup, your poems are of note,
Your...

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"I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways" - Rumi


You were there      and I was...

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Way back then when I was ten,
those were happy days:
Staying out till it got dark;
kickball was the craze!

Taking walks or riding bikes,
how we loved to...

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Luna, to the depths 
     of my fondest delight,
You are regally dressed 
     this beautiful night.
Your beaming...

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The night is frosted glass.
Daylight’s clouds - restless like my love -
and scattered wildly heretofore -
somehow made a pact
to nimbly rearrange themselves.
Congealing in this chilling...

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I am not sure whether I am missing you or that you are missing life~

          ...

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I was an experienced family therapist, helping families maintain functionality,
As wandering, starlit seasons maintain all nature, being rooted in practicality.

I loved preserving healthy relationships, that...

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The Fishing Hole
by Jason Williams


Twenty years is quite a while.
And yet I still reminisce and smile,
thinking of those carefree times,
that we trekked and we climbed,
over...

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Thou art to me the fairest crimson rose,
A tender bloom with dawn's first colour gilt;
Yet ev'ry flow'r in mortal clime that grows,
Is here for but...

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