Best Geographically Poems

Daughter  of Mary and  Louis
(Named after my late grandmother ) 

My name is  Charmaine
a name originated from latin
Charmaine means -a song

Eldest of...

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I've spanned these banks for many years,
made evident in the rusty tin adorning my roof 
My sides are scarred , colors been stripped
from angry storms...

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Most are related to shipwrecked ghosts,
accomplices of my blood
that can still be found
in geographically scattered albums.

When there were cities to occupy,
they lived one level below...

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Resting In These Tennessee Hills

Lazy mornings in these Tennessee hills
Horned owl in tree behind house hoots all night
Sometimes annoys but often gifts a thrill
As country-fired...

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Garden of Eden is far from this
with shared affinity among its borders
with confusing the a fore mentioned

Gone through the sun but fun
with life of thorn...

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Faulkner's comment, I imagine him
tossing it off like Yogi Berra between games
of a doubleheader. The hero, the expert, the virtuoso
has no real control, is going...

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Evolution Not God

It is the case that there is no God,
He does not exist, he is not the one,
He is not there, he’s not everyone’s...

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I live in a place striving for sobriety surrounded in alcohol looking for happiness trapped among our very own sadness. I hear my people’s laughs...

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I was born before her-
but she existed 
long before my life's debut.
Ancient Spirit.......
Old Soul!....Really Old Soul!
The "Great I AM"
knows her as "Tracey, You AM!"
As a...

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2006 Fifa World Cup, ah jump and celebrate Trinidad in it
But yuh know de saying, after joy is sorrow sh…..t
Yeah boy, all skin teeth eh...

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Delicate pieces of me,
Float free and endlessly

As I geographically cross the
Sea

To where, my heart wants to be
Although, a fragment still in my
Mind

The feeling is simply,...

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I wasn’t born with a silver spoon,
Neither on the night of full moon,

Yet,
I was showered with their grace,
They were divines in human face,

Nothing in my...

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An adjustment of ageless allure,
Buzzing bees, chirping birds,
Conversations confused, girls play coy.
Disconcerted; demanding; desire.
Early stages evolving each day,
Form like fiddleheads frolicking free.
Geographically girls giggle and...

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You have to forgive me
Been in the hospital 
For 3 days now
With mi amor
Who has been
In a month
white uniforms
Calm colors familiar
I almost forgot I
Step on...

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Saviour divine, in utter amazement we stare
at your celestial and terrestrial works of art.
The shrubs, the trees, the tares, the flowers fair
all brilliantly arranged choreographically
for...

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