Best Furrowing Poems

My mind is burning, blazing, turning
With doubts and irrational drivels
My heart is livid and hardened
For it freezes in the potentials of disappointment
Of failure, downfall, and impending death
In ceasefires of never mind, and never more 

My soul is stubborn for alien tastes
For knowledge and truths with...

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----I thought I had posted this a while back...guess I didn't. Oops. : ) here it is...couple years old.

When sorry words offer but sadness and pain,
When weary thought drifts into the tides of shame,
When heavy darkness fills my soul,
Freezing last embers upon the coal,
The love...

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Rising from within,
bliss bursts on our skin,
furrowing each node,
played out as an ode.

Vaporised presence
ignites love's incense,
astride God's bliss beat,
vibrant head to feet.

Thus simply present
in this joy current,
tingle renewal
is continual.

Dance of bliss delight
at play, day and night,
churns to birth nectar,
piercing each vector.

Borne of cosmic drum,
magnetic bliss...

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He’s gained an audience over the past few years. 
Colluding with his missteps and his demons. 
Shining a bright light, center mass.
Waiting for applause.
So proud of the spectacle he’s tied 
together with sinew and charred hearts.
He chuckles as his puppets squirm. 
Promises immortality for such...

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A northeaster snow storm is rampaging air
A roughshod young warrior, launching ice as a spear 
Without any warning, he comes from nowhere
bending trees into sickles, while he conquers with fear

Plowing up roads with a gust and a till
Burying leaves along the gutters and streets
Furrowing rows...

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We live opposite a huge farm,
I find living here such a charm,
The cows and the sheep,
Abundant, as the farmer does his 
His rounds in his Jeep
Makes living where we are,
A dream, but city life is not far.
This farm has horses too,
Though not too many just...

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Impromptu night journey into snowy 
wood
Face laced with scarf; head covered 
by hood
Sturdy mare blanketed; each foot 
shod with stud
A swift nod, gentle tap instinctively 
understood
Gallant mare plows forward 
furrowing ice and mud
Chilled air quickens my pulse; 
thickens my blood

The howling wind around the 
swiveling...

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“How come they all have Toothpick Legs?”
She wonders aloud, 
face furrowing into a deep red frown. 
“And mine are so big?”
“Genetics. Look at me and Mom.”
OK, I’m a blockhead. 

Seven-year old angst understandably not placated.
 “Your legs are beautiful and strong.”
Seems I’m getting somewhere now.
“Adventure...

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Tiny little waves linger on top of grandma’s pond,
they wrinkle and crimp with each shift of water-
Of this reverie on Lake Michigan I’ve always been fond,
and now I get to travel there and show my daughter. 

Ruffles and ridges, pleats without an end in sight,
such...

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Freddy Farkle, fumbling forecaster for Forestville,
friggin' fudged Friday forecast....fair?!
first florid felicitous, falling flurries followed,
froze flowers, foiled!
faraway farmhouse, furrowing farmland,
frigid fanny, furious, frustrated,
frumpy, frazzled!
furry forest friends furnished flannel frock,
finding Freddy's fails funny, frivolity,
fortunately frequent fallible forecasts
found Freddy flying faraway,
fallaciously forecasting for fermented folks!...

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(A Long Agonizing Conversion.



Out of the dark forbidding night,

 I Struggle now to see the light.

 I never felt this way before,

 Loved the lair of darkness more.



 Was careful in nothing, no good to see,

 No miserable longing nagging me,

 Then, out of the...

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What remains 
when gratitude for learning
totally evaporates?

I don't know...
Totalitarian senility, maybe?
I guess I don't understand
the source of your question, dear.
Do you feel less grateful for learning
than in more formative years?

No, I don't
but I sense younger generations might.
A PostMillennial Virus.

I sense a growing gap
between compulsory educational...

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nonsense purity
polymer
a squeezing of something
out
a tri fold with scores
of plastic, so necessarily unfulfilled 
with pictorials
a social security card,
a card from the merchant marines
with a face
eleven dollars, a fiver
and six ones, 
and a diners card
weak elbows,
furrowing brow
the smell of a polish
delicatessen on
his breath
Oh come 
all ye...

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... long ago
in the timeless now,
we traveled, when
came a shaman
giggling in the glee of bringing us chest-to-chest,
his eyes mirroring our
lustful wonder of nipple-kisses
in burnished darkness, a dawn
flooding our mouths in feverish melding, and
the wind opening, ravishing us to
find our roots in olive groves between the...

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Unique Love
By Rick Rucker

I have found a Love, so intense,
That it overrules my common sense,

I don’t mean that it is bad,
Just more incredible than I have ever had,

At first, I thought that it couldn’t be,
Certainly not to me!

When we met, she had this European charm,
I...

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