Best Generally Poems

Mirabelle orb ascends,
under clementine and pomegranate skies.

Absent,
in delight of daylight.
Eyes set adrift in dawning daydreams.

Calm heart is an oceanic concerto,
flowing along sapphire tones.
Deep breaths walk...

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I reflect upon a word -
   Innocence
To understand more fully what it means,
I think of what it conjures up for me -
childhood times...

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In Our Blindness, Chalked Up To Just Be Fate

Life, its complexity truly astounds
astounds this old soul so sadly earthbound
earthbound but not without imagined flight
flight into...

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Over The Horizon, Dedicated To Andrea

Beyond normal sight and imagination
Tho' perhaps a dear new sensation.
Hidden rainbows kiss blue skies
shall we issue cries?
Love begs not
Lies
to thus...

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"Fragments and crumbs of life, 
                   ...

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New Year’s Day. It’s early morning. I glance out my office window, noting a thin layer of frost has coated the cars, trees, grass, and...

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After three months, the Texas drought finally ended. Blessed rain clouds came. Dark clouds rumbled through our neighborhood. Thunder boomed and lightning crackled. Then fat...

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i dont ask for alot out  of  this world
just enough to bet by
im not trying to be a multi millionaire
just looking for a...

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Now Christmas in July seems crazy - I’m sure I hear you say
That has got to be plain silly - but this is the Aussie...

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I was reminiscin' the other day about times that were more sublime,
And got to thinkin' about those old stores called Kresge's Five and Dime.
I recall...

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart...

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The Old River Bridge

There’s an old river bridge outside my hometown.
I wonder if they’ll ever tear it down.
It’s always been a part of me
And it’s...

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Below a Douglas Fir tree one beautiful moonlit night
I sat there with my Missy as we viewed a lovely sight

The aurora borealis was lighting up...

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flying over Gulf of Mexico
                    ...

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I have been called a sex god
It has been said that
I radiate an aura of pure sexuality
I stopped telling my friends stories of my exploits...

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