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Premium Member Drivin' Along a Country Road
When I need an uplift for my weary soul and to clear my muddled mind.
I slowly cruise along a country road to see what treasures I might find.
I leave behind the frenzied traffic on the four-lane interstate,
To enjoy bucolic vistas along a gravel road, my...

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Categories: four lane, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Plea To the Butterflies
Spontaneous ladies,
embellished by eons,
illusive, enchanting,
with black velvet "eyes,"
and fringed yellow cloaks,
sparkling with diamonds
at midnight and dawn,
Oh, fly me away from
my grey-flooded days,
from the four-lane race
and the file drawer maze.
Fly me away from 
the chain of the clock
and the sink of necessities.
Bring me in spirit
to magical...

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© Carol Mays  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: four lane, butterfly, fantasy, imagination, magic,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Living Through An Earthquake

Oh, my years in San Francisco.
Those days when I saw the home
next door, moving..
It's walls looking like a waterfall.
Grabbing the sides on our table,
as nature scared us all.
Or taking a snooze with my daughter.
and telling her to stop shaking the bed!
Then waking her and shouting 
"...

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Categories: four lane, earth, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Huskey Mountain Ode
Gravel crusted potholes, all slathered up with mud,
    And ruts that jar your bones served on the side.
No place to turn around: I know because I've tried;
    The heavy rains bring washouts from flash floods.

A great big hill so...

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: four lane, home,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member This Passionate Moment
Red hot and cool Green peace
passions bring us to this sacred 
synergetic EarthTime

More dialogue regenerative
when cooperative
so more redundantly competitive
when endless debate degenerative

Less producing fruit
of Future's healthy
integral
Whole OpenSystemic 
secular and sacred 
indigenously wise potential.

Thriving individual subsystems 
play more compassionately
than dispassionately 
work competitively
at surviving
midst fractured remnants of...

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Categories: four lane, caregiving, culture, earth day,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Premium Member Those Meat Pies
•	Those Meat Pies/Tony Adamo/2011
Straight to the head groove in hip time/ lay me out man It's jam time/ Ya know the funk is slight/ It's tight/ bright syllables in five four time/Walkin' the beat on low down street/ her hips got me in a deep...

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© Tony Adamo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: four lane, freedom,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member An Injured Dog
The dog seemed injured, moved but limped; it hurt to see him walk!
As cars drove by on either side, the center's curb too much
(It seemed) with injury to scale, he'd try, but then he'd balk,
His left front limb, I ascertained, looked tender to the touch.

With...

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Categories: four lane, journey, life,
Form: Rhyme
Grandma At Eighty Eight
Grandma At Eighty Eight

Not too long ago you were a golfer and high score bowler
Hair always fixed looking fifty not much older

Unique deluxe card games or attending a bingo hall
Playing scrabble with your daughter’s and winning all

You also can sew, knit, cook and with anyone...

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Categories: four lane, devotion, family, life, people,
Form: Rhyme
On the Road
Said Sid the salacious salamander
To Ted the tedious toad,
Look over there and take a gander
There’s something on the road.

Where are you looking? Point to me
Because I don’t see anything there.
Are you sure that there’s something to see?
If there is I don’t know where.

Perhaps my friend...

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© Tony Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: four lane, funny,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Grasshoppers
Grasshoppers.

friday a.m.

cumulonimbus sky palaces
heavy with promise
glide teasingly above Wild Enough.
thirty days of thirst beg to be quenched
the trees are tinder
and grass will burn like excelsior
the local ants worry
about low levels in the neighbourhood well.

friday p.m.

then the grasshoppers come
the summer ones
pouring out of the cities
they roar...

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Categories: four lane, allegory,
Form: Free verse
Struggling With My Imagination's Running Shoes
here i am struggling with my imagination's running shoes
they have gotten me on this four lane highway 
my mind is blank and immune, at the moment, to all sounds period

here i am struggling with my imagination's running shoes
they have gotten me at this unfamiliar exit
my...

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© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: four lane, conflict, growth, how i
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Crepe
crepe myrtle
loaded with berries....
vehicles breeze by 

crepe myrtle
sways but no wind....
poet wonders~~lightbulb 




I was sitting in the truck while my husband was inside a big boy toy store and I noticed this crepe myrtle was swaying like there was some strong wind but I was...

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Categories: four lane, introspection, life,
Form: Haiku
Shooting Star
The four lane road spreads out in front of the car
As the silver moon dances close to the northern star

Six shades of darkness are painted across the sky
Difficult to admit something that has always been a lie

In the space between heaven and earth
We tend to...

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Categories: four lane, angst, imagination, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
Shooting Star
The four lane road spreads out in front of the car
As the silver moon dances close to the northern star

Six shades of darkness are painted across the sky
Difficult to admit something that has always been a lie

In the space between heaven and earth
We tend to...

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Categories: four lane, hope, inspirational, introspection, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Big City Street-Mouse Crossings-
"I was at an intersection, approaching a stop light
It had changed from green to yellow then red
Three autos in front of me
I was facing north on 84th street
Right off of Center
As I'm stopped I canter peered my vision to the left of me
And for the...

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Categories: four lane, adventure, analogy, character, missing,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry