Best Fv Poems

Born Doris, named for our grandmother Doris Owens,
she is nothing much like grandma.
If anything, I am more like grandma
for my thrifty ways and down-to-earth practicality.

Doris,...

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It's way back before I reached 
       Age of double-digits
     But very clear in my...

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It was such a long time ago,
but I still remember the day
she came to live with us,
my aunt, a young widow.
Everybody called her Rosy,
maybe because...

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A NAME ABOVE ALL NAMES  -- fv

There is a Name above all names.  His Name is Jesus.  He is the only Begotten...

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Everyone needs someone through whose eyes he/she can do no wrong,              ...

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We shared the same DNA running in our blood 
and embraced with love was our deep bond.
It was always completely understood with faith
that we shared...

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I am named after my grandmother.
Christened Sarah Jane, she was known as Jeanie.
That is often the way where I come from,
that deviation from the written...

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All I know of my namesake
   is a photograph
   
   a young attractive 
   smiling woman
 ...

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Depression

I have lost the will to live-
a hollow shell on grey earth

I sit placid and worthless in my room
contemplating not taking another breath,
contemplating strangling my...

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I was thirteen  the first time I pinned my eyes on her
She smelled of Italy, with peppermint breath that clung sweet 
each time she...

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Her name is Miriam Rivka*                    ...

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Florence The Goat Lover – FV

She had a wicked laugh, witchlike
Bringing forth Gingerbread House Fright
She lived with goats
They walked through the house gladly
Front door was...

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Named after the king of mountains.
From ancient myth a Sanskrit name.
A mystical mountain made of gold.
With a summit home fit for the gods.
Life can be...

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A gentle curve of the lips
Eyes so soft they put you to sleep
A faint crimson across his cheek
You see all that was
All that will ever...

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OMG this is what I think as I am reading? 
thus pus poems and yes they stink
simple in word mire contrivances with 
rancid rhyme scheme...

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