Best Full Range Poems

It waits on the wedge of a field
no longer lonely, another
 floats in for a landing above
 a sea of yellow flowers

Who will  forget that wonderful fuss,
the mock scolding  of an absence
now  being celebrated
The preaching  by a full range of
 vocals...

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I've had many pets in my life.
Right now two cats and I abide
In my small house the size for us,
But I can't let this pair outside.
They're feral cats that I rescued
When wild coyotes invaded nests.
Wild coyotes on our rich farm land
Have become real cat-nab pests.

A...

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Earth Day
A mighty soul squeezes into a body.
For the first time or the 10,000st – no matter – 
It’s humbling, so   h u m a n.
Learning to use this magnificent vessel, we know nothing.
What is this thing: “Language”?
We crap our pants.
We forgot almost...

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Some writhe in fear before a roller coaster ride, 
You would think they just wouldn’t get on it.
I think I’ve felt worse just standing by a girl’s side
Let’s forget throwing brains at a sonnet.

Shakespeare was no dummy and to match him is tough,...

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I am a drunken pen, or at least thats what they call me in the betting shop at 4.55pm on a Saturday afternoon. Kept deep inside the cavity of a old polyester jacket to converse with a packet of wrigley's extra strong mints in the...

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With her skin all over the castle breath,
growing so fine and fiery,
waiting for men through the spring,
countless as a dozen, 
I wait for my turns to give her my passion 
in red roses.

Are they in full range, a moment for me,
which I need only a...

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I was listening to a Christian theologian friend of mine
speaking about the Messiah's,
and St. Paul's,
original intention when singing praises of God's here/not-here Kingdom,
and potential as a multiculturally inclusive Church,
as a countercultural extending family,
creolizing out to encompass all human natures
to conjoin and rejoin Earth's cooperatively-owned
and self-other...

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She is elusive, shy, anticipated
by a waiting world - perhaps too much,
in that she hides herself reluctant to
appear - delicate as the first leaves
her gowns of petals now unfold, nascent,
her dormancy no longer secret bursts
forth greenness like a miracle untold 
into each imagination.

Maybe the world’s...

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Good morning, 
Gibbers And Watts how may I help you today? 
Yes Sir I can help you with that.
Have you had any thoughts on how you would like to be killed? 
Ok yes so like an accident? 
We do have a couple of offers on...

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Seven Morning Stars

In the western Carpathian piedmont
Which my grandfathers left long before,
The peregrine falcon flees likewise
From a tableau of fresco tradition,
Superstition, and tempera myth.

The me of then bested the alpine pass
Where Hannibal lost his eye.
The I of now has met equal regard,
Evoking the grim determination
With...

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Feeling such despair..
We were a pair..
My heart is heavy with a tear..

You left me..
Why can't you see
I shall never let this be..

You never said goodbye..
May it be that our love was a lie?
Often at times I feel as if..
I want to die..

You never said goodbye...

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There’s an aged Eastern cedar tree
not far from the steps of my back door.
Enormous and quite old it harbors
a full range of flora and fauna
that have sought refuge amid its arms. 

I reckon it soars 60 feet high
with an amazing 30-foot girth.
In winter, frosty mist...

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Thoughts can be thin fractures in the order of things.
Sometimes my dorm room seems a sterile sarcophagus, like an accusation, or an interrogation about my romantic choices, with nothing warm or inviting there. Sometimes I’ve just got to get out.

Leong and I decided to go...

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If infinity has no end, then where did it all begin?
Opinions were given by...
Theories pondered and the proof has been under Investigation by...
The private eye that was named:
“Able Answer.”
This guy is a half empty glass from the full range of open thinking.
Pessimistically closed for business;
Able...

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A prisoner she’s not - breaks out of cage.
In absence of spotlight, still darkness fades.
We’re thunderstruck, she’s breathtaking on stage.

Audience favorite, her star pervades.
Her proverbial voice does shatter glass.
In absence of spotlight, still darkness fades.

A full-range tone, full of comedic sass,
as she sings, “Good Morning,...

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