Best Gleaning Poems

for Chris Matt's
Favorite Songs and Lyrics Contest




“We were born before the wind”
  Held by angels and given wings
  To fly this world ephemeral...

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Somewhere in the Appalachian Hills quilted with love
there are cottages and curtains clothes on sills, quilted with love.

Up high in deep where electric wires don't...

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Listen to the whispering's of the unhushed winds gently echoing,
Ever so softly swaying, as through a tender exhaled breath of warmth,
Delicately reawakening mother earth from...

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I've listened to it's calling, in awes amazement
Felt the rush of the waves between my bare feet,
Allowing the bubbles of sea form to explode,
As I...

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You always bring a smile to my day,
expressing your love in every way.
And I bask in the warmth of that smile
every time you go the...

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In the still waters of the morning’s glow, I’ve watched the
Frozen silence as the moon quietly melts away, into the chilling
Warmth of the rising run...

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'Tis another glorious spring and I planted my garden with the expectation,
That I shall reap a bountiful harvest for my table with minimum frustration!

I planted...

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so, i got to thinking
about all those words
planted in my language
where fertility grew them
to leave and stalk and pod

the farmer's words scatter
my fields like seed...

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An old herbal gard’ner turned bard
dedicated and well-versed
now works his pen from his backyard
in plants and poems immersed.

His choice nouns engender meaning
cleverly minted with scents.
Rare...

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stick together      people
the elites 
are gleaning power
from the seeds of misery garden

they're dividers of the masses
nothing more-nothing less

they smother smiles...

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Shared Life

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Life becomes a golden meadow
basking neath a warming sun,
amidst butterflies and dandelion seeds
floating silently upon a
wafting breeze whispering
through a mountain valley
tucked away among rose...

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I am but an insignificant speck, in this expanding, never ending universe             ...

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I am a tree, so I wish to be,
but not just any tree you'd find.
I love the heat and not wet feet,
so there are few...

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~ darkness gleaming   wisdom gleaning   state of the heart poetry ~







1.2.2020

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