Best Garbs Poems

Today I really feel it; I feel it in the air,
and even though I still can feel sun’s glow,
the breeze is blowing cooler through my...

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Love feels like it has gone far away
She used to exist everywhere it seems
Now she hides in fear of being used up or let down

Most...

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Mentation then, tear watered,
swells and garbs itself with presence— 
at once to shout in strength 
and pluck a cosmic string,
now restive, overstrung and tense. 

Whispered...

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The River

The river sings its sweet lament
in ancient voice softly lowing,
vibrant melodies subtly meant
to plumb the depths of our knowing.

Around each bend it curves, flowing
onward...

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The queen of my heart lies here in state today, and my heart throbs,
Breaking like the darkness of any day, when she rose from her...

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I am a real scaredy cat
and there's absolutely nothing that
I could do about that.

I'm scared of 'roaches
I'm scared of rats
I'm scared of spiders
and afraid of...

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white snow crab must wade
in oily, thick, blackened tides...
dressed in widow's garbs

7/7/19

haiku-hue Poetry Contest    Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues 
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You have been persecuted.
You have been oppressed and depressed,
Wronged and aggrieved, even violated,
And for what?
Because of gender,
Because your body lacks a certain appendage,
Your chest is...

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So, you think my poems obscene?  Read Catullus. 
Graffiti-ed lavatories are more apt sites
for his scatological puerile poem writes. 
Yet, today his leather bound...

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Indeed, a strange wedding cake!
This is real strange, I must say. 
You must absolutely hear this, I pray.
Almond marzipan, on stands masked with black chocolate;
Candy...

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before we can sustain any type of relationships in this life
we need to have the right relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ
Jesus said that the...

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At this lonely hillside road
I feel the aroma of nature
from the shading trees at the roadside.

No stench, no garbage dump here
the aroma I felt long...

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Come see the dying of the day;
It truly is a sight to see –
The way the last of rays caress
The sighing visage of surrounding trees;

The...

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Solely self inflicted
Jury Judged Convicted
On them I've fed
Salty years I've bled
A society in form, though not in norm
Their eyes rake as headless mouths intake
A ...

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MY MOTHER

See her laden and brimming with the sheaves
On a hilly furrowed plane shrouded by leaves
Her way homewards she plods and heaves.

See her joggles on...

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