Best Handrails Poems

The Whiskey Bottle Wish

 	One late summer night outside a saloon in the mid-west, an intoxicated Dusty Rogers, stumbles out of the Bar nearly taking one of the revolving doors with him. As he flutters on out, he catches his fall on the walkway hand...

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Railroad Lullaby  


I would rock myself gently
just enough to simulate
the rolling motion of the train,
imagining the click-clack of
weary iron wheels carrying me
off to some distant place,
someplace other than here.

Whistles from the distant switchyard
taunted me, lured my mind,
enticed me to run for the passing train
grab...

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visitors arrive
during Chicago’s snow storm—
warm fire inside

the Florida-boy 
wearing short sleeves and jeans—
snow angels

mother and father 
shouting, “Wear your jacket”—
pneumonia

ice on the front steps
beneath foot long icicles—
handrails

the oldest son
cooking jambalaya—
guests inhale deeply

the step-mother
staring outside from upstairs—
snow drifts

children and sleigh bells
laughing as they speed down hill—
sudden...

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1. Why are there so many of you? I get it, repetition is for emphasis but repetition also annoys me.

2. Why up? Why not another direction that may be more attractive to people like me who don't know when to stop walking down and start...

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I wonder if looking up and into eyes gives away my meaning,
As if I can be defined by the window of my gaze,
Or if it is mere reflections of others that crafts assumptions,
The fact that emotions are peerless though everyone carries strife,
Most of us are...

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This wooden bridge
Is photographed in black and white.
There are some such not so rotted down,
Barely wide enough for passersby
Or boys to ride their bikes upon.

Serenely seen in gentle arcs
From landscape photos from one side,
This point of view is dead on straight.
Its rustic planks make no...

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The barrister had always been a liberal thinker

An uprising star with roaming genes of a tinker

In the court-room she never took of her guard

But in real life she had become a nude poet and bard


When night fell and the judge had given a ruling

She engaged...

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Crackling tension filled the community hall in Abergavenny 

‘We are in this together dear folks for a pound or a penny’

Speaking of which the loos were situated right behind the bar

To ensure that urinal relief was neither dribbling nor too far


Augmented by audio loops Gwyneth...

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Lost at sea within myself,
No anchor no tie to keep me still
Floating and wallowing in emptiness

The darkness beseeches my soul
No light shines to rescue
Shadows grab and devour me

Left am i the empty shell
No help for the lonely
Solitude will envelope my soul

Tears of loneliness remain out...

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Come Walk With Me

In my mind
tendrils of memories past
insinuate and insert themselves
in the corners
to root out and cast light upon
them
as my hand presses, whiteknuckled
 
Bent into the bitter wind
here, alone
against the cold hard
brick, mortar and steel handrails
of a bridge
where once
betrothed, You and I gave thanks
...

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Our B&B room, 2 flights up,
Was fine for us at first,
Until the freeze arrived and then
Those feelings were reversed.

For when we left our room to get
Some early exercise,
The stairs and handrails wore a coat
Of ice, a real surprise.

We aren’t young and what we knew
Quite strongly...

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the ladder is metallic 
a shiny gun metal blue
light weight and telescopic

14ft tall or nearest the sod
as high or as low as i like it
i will displace myself upon it

i can lean it where and when 
i need it, it's light and portable
ascending or descending...

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Jumping over many a Social Security gate,
For the mighty and generous New York State,
So by now, my knees are shot,
And their help, of course, I see not
So my dire circumstances grow hot,
Cause needed medicines I ain't got.....

I spend so many days in mindless wait,
On ever...

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We start out taking baby ones when we are little

Some are on the left and right of the house and some are in the middle

We walk up them and down them to the other side

Some are mechanical and you get on them and take a...

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A runaway growth of weeds alongside the road,
greenery gone wild,
a stagnant wilderness unwinding,
seedy leaves scatter
but cannot flee. Dust bowl squalor
chokes down scrawny roots.
A gray sugar rush from speedy cube trucks sprinkles
what wiggle room is left to sweeten ameciated tongues.

You Are

a coffin lid with nails
pulled out,...

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