Best Forgotten Poems

Over the top lads, for old Blighty! Hold the colours high!
Say a little prayer for me, for this summer day we die.
My brothers from the ripened field and blackened mill, shop floor, 
Your brother in a killing field to fight a rich man’s war.

In bloodied...

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FORGOTTEN TREASURE

I found the fountain of youth
When I stumbled across the forbidden garden
Right smack in the middle,
Was what I thought to be a wishing well
I tossed in a quarter!
Looking down with a puzzled face
I peeked to see where it fell
I leaned over and that's when...

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I want you to know I am not forgotten and those that knew me, make me known in their hearts and minds.


 I believed in a cause to protect my fellow brothers and sisters, to risk my life
and to gladly serve. To protect this great...

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I turn my head, and there she is once more
in her disheveled, worn, and tattered dress,
one pew behind me near the exit door-
she sits head bowed- an image of distress.

Two weeks now on a Sunday, she is there-
the same pew in the church, the same...

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Great sun, your day is drawing to a marvelous close.
The horizon seems ablaze as you slowly spill into the turning of night.
Tomorrow we shall see your return,
as you stir sleepy eyes and herald the dawn.
Your arrival brings forth the songbird's call.
Though for now, your departure...

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Trills tumble through an air long silenced
warbled melodies enlighten the palate 
whistles delight but fly off to the thistle
freighted by the frigid speak  
amongst the downturn of the day
where blue skies lost their way

Memories of warm caresses
sing along in forgotten dreams
eclipsed heat of destiny
dealt...

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She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at the gathering dusk
The time when most of her visitors
Would knock at her door
Looking for word gifts
To fill up their souls

It...

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We are a Melody,
We are what no one can see.
We sing together in perfect harmony,
We rise and fall,
Our souls are big but sometimes small.
The evils haven't caught us all.
Not many of us are left,
Over the ones who perished we have wept.
But we knew the cards...

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She stands at the edge of the precipice,
looking down towards her future.
The last tears that she will ever cry,
falling from her eyes, 
then falling into oblivion.
She watches them drop 
as they disappear forever.
Yet, she laughs in the face of death.
Would it really matter if she...

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FORGOTTEN TREASURE

I've found the fountain of youth
When I stumbled across the forbidden garden
Right in the middle of everything
Was what I imagined being a wishing well
I at once tossed a quarter into the sea
Facing down, puzzled as can be
I peeked in to ensure where it fell
I...

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I will never forget you ...
   each one I love ... gone for Heaven above
      my sister left first and years rolled
       but I was left silent
    no talking
but...

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"The Great Forgotten Language" 

In the forest
Love shows
the way
spreading seeds

strange creatures
come forth
into the clearing 
of a known self

some run away
spooked as if 
the bare reflection 
shows their undressed soul

confronting, 
are the peculiar
ghosts risen, speaking 
like narratives of old 

invincible invoking magic
as if taken from a...

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Another hungry, homeless child will die
Parents have no job, no food, no insurance
Undernourished pregnant woman cry,
The Feds give only lip-service assurance.

Most people think it can’t happen here
That welfare supports these pitiful cases,
But, folks, I tell you many live daily in fear
Here in America … in...

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Am l now simply forgotten

Just like that

No longer needed or required 

Disposed of , though still intact 


So many years and time given

At a drop of a hat

Am l now simply forgotten

Just like that



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You are far away now
Off in fields of gold
Dappled with evenings hot velvety light
90 degrees of separation has dulled the sword
 eased the pain
The grasshoppers chirp in unison to your labors but they no longer ache in your solar plexus
Nor mine
What sweet sorrow is loss...

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