Best Full Length Poems

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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The Haunted House

An aging Victorian graphite three story house sat on a 
promontory, lonely, deserted, weathered and forlorn.
Broken windows showed signs of cruel abuse from
passersby...

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Written for Jan Allison, who then decided I should share it for poop verse afficionados.
True story, by the way.....

There are some jobs where heeding worker's...

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A beautiful way of questioning
With pen and paper you empart
Although you think that you are broken
You have been gifted a perfect heart

Your spirit sheds its...

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Yesterday lingers in my memory today
Perched on a manicured hill after the last bell
All my friends surrounding me 
She strolls by, I catch blue eyes...

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Through raven’s eye, viewed I my fate, blood scribed upon the ground,
whilst shadows of the darkwood’s dead, stood solemnly around.
Accusing faces staring down, from purgatory’s...

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 She wears her kindness,
a full length gown
 as if it were a pair of baby blue jeans
 soft in color, tough in its fabric.

She is adorned in silk 
refracts incoming ideas 
produces...

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I am a diamond, a faceted gem
One thousand faces each flawed are them
Some hold the truth but most hold the lies
Hidden barely behind all my...

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They restricted celebrations,
forget your relations.

They restricted travel,
watched families unravel.

They restricted purchases,
no provided services.

They closed the schools,
those were the new rules.

They closed the churches,
no Sunday soul...

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Cat lights on the table, bling!
Can opener growl to open a tin
Tuna glide pounce for a troubadour sing
Cat stretches full length
A paw to each shoulder
A...

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I never thought I’d keep a record of my pain
or happiness
like candles lighting the entire soft lace
of the air
around the full length of your hair/a...

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~The Cradle~

Leafless arms extend full length.
Embracing in their curves an empty cradle
Tucked into a cozy arbor still lingering
With the scent of apple blossoms full grown
Crafted...

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it's a little
above the
middle of
her back

if it were
in front
it would be 
between her

breasts
but going
back around
pinching the

clasp
slowly
pulling
it down

exposing
her perfect
smoothness
of brown skin

against the
yellow of her
full length gown
that...

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I wake up at 5:30 most mornings
Before the sun has a chance to rise
Head for the bathroom as fast as I can
To get rid of...

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I wake up at 5:30 most mornings
Before the sun has a chance to rise
Head for the bathroom as fast as I can
To get rid of...

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