Best Fulls Poems

deal with it

i will not let my emotions
be monitored

this is me

if you do not like the 
fire 
stay away

i am me

so why not enjoy

if it were left up to me
society would be ignored

i would fly to you in my
widows' weeds with hand-
fulls of forget me...

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9/11... In MEMORIAM.

The thousands of valuable people in an instant we lost!
Twas a most painful, national cost.
Our country won't be that loved again,
It's turned into a painful joke, in fact,almost, a sin.

We once loved one...

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Gratitude
A co-empathic sense of trust,
awe,
appreciation of echo-resonant
deep-listening resolutions,
trusted truth in beauty life
together,
better than failing apart.

A resilient sense of belonging 
beyond vulnerable longing for gratitude 

autumnal taproot harvesting spring's irrepressible hope,
just as summer's nutritional body maturation
predicts winter's cold isolation
recomposing mindfulness.

Gratitude
Why Thich Nhat Hanh thinks it important...

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It was May Day and Beltane was the time
Druid Arwn with flowing mane his Grove did call
With upraised arms he did chant in ancient rime
The Sun God ascendeth, but the Solstice marketh his fall!

The 21 of Jun, Alban Hefin will be in the heavens
And crown...

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I often wonder why
when darkness fulls the day
and rain comes in a way
to pour down from the sky
torrentially then die
and leave a scene so gray

Let rain bring on a song
a patter and a beat
like happy dancing feet
to tap and sing along
and feel like you belong
on...

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Here I sit on the beach's grey sand
as the sun begins to set.

Another day is complete...come what may.

The gentle sea breeze kisses my face,
as I pull my blanket around me snugly.
My hair dancing playfully.

I close my eyes and let my mind drift away,
as I hear...

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A long time ago this scene unfolded as I traveled from place to place
As I look back from my values I hold dear today, it's entirely a different race
Every persons walk is unique and holds many a lesson
Some to share openly and others are for...

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Almost

I will this bleakness sorrow's brow to fold,
I cannot carry numbers forth this day
Or any other
or too sumit more than this remorseful word: Almost,
A term that sums the sun’s decay, the stars in disarray;
No more to me, they say, than syntax is rendered mute 
Under...

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Mama, it is raining, do you hear
There is no clothes wetting on the line
And leaking roof for me to repair

But I would yield all this dry of mine
If you were still, if you were still here
It would repair my peace of mind

To see the coals...

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I had to take the tram today—
It was full,
almost.
The only seat was beside this cute little thing.
She had on a jersey six sizes too large, 
at least. 
Then I saw why, 
as the little guy underneath kept
squirming and stretching.
I really didn’t notice that small
silent but...

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Shaken snow globe disarray 
Stark format unfamiliar 
Relocated mountain ranges
Jacket assets of chameleon 

Wobbled flesh given for return
Eyeballers display dollars 
Fixated focus planted firm
Subject unacknowledged 

Drifting body parts ignite 
Lust of lurid possibility 
From actuality retired
Maggot eaten depravity 

Gyraters' slip into depiction 
Resigned, pilot drives...

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This diary I do not wish to share
For fear that I would be a tortured slave
A servant of a menace though I dare
To let this ink concede the castle's grave
A servant of a menace who is King
A crown of horns and ruler of his sting
Pretends...

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stomach is swollen
his first meal in two fulls weeks
life breathes in his eyes...

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Liken rejection to the most revolting vile taste known to man. 
Remember back to childhood, your very least favorite dish,
Recall how anticipation of this food caused a queasy stomach,
You would have given anything to avoid the dreaded enemy.
Forced at long last to face the table...

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these places 
have keys 
the doors are open
you don't need it, the key

what do you want 
once you get inside this or that room?
as you sift through these boxes, drawers
room fulls of people, these faces
you only barely see, touch, or smell them...

working them over is...

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