Best Has Beens Poems

Within reason
lies a house full of ordinary
a chest of bland memories. 
 
            ...

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Each step I take along the way is more than I can endure
and every curve in the lonesome road becomes a detour
back to you because...

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I've dreamed of things and might have beens
with hopes and love in back lot shadows.
Replaying these cold-heart wrenching scenes
that will bring no dawn to my...

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A Renga for Poetry Soup:


Meander

Time and the river
Endless silver morning
Autumn leaves float by

Shimmering streaming mountains
Pines swaying in constant winds

Morning mirror
Another gray hair
Ah! the wind of...

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The voyage long, begun at dawn, and then
the winged beast of metal rolls wheels to ground,
loved ones, inside and out, bear only grins,
and recount old...

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Mama I want to be a star
I want to grace stages that host the world's revered faces
Fantasies shameless my pipe dreams contagious 
I want to...

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Trust, like a pitiless whore-master, grins
as between the sheets and at my breasts, he suckles.
Though Cupid lauds' the joy, I feel only stings.

The manic moon...

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As the might-have-beens get smaller
And the what-the-hecks get taller
Life gets sweeter.
What a beater,
Death looms, but ya wanna stall'er...

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Said I was stayin’ home today?
That used to mean lovin’ play?
But your look told me... you’re confused 

Then I went and said the words?
Shock was...

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dedicated…
to this hurt
to this pain

until you
ask 
me
why?
I cannot explain

and I want
to tear my heart
OUT!
and show you
everything 
that I am..
not

the edges
frayed
tattered
because I let them
in
gave each of
them
the...

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We’re welcoming our newest,
a little girl has come has come.
She’s sweeter than a melon
or a ripe and juicy plum

You’ll find her by her mommy’s side,
in...

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I never liked the smell of lilacs although they were always
your favorite flower.
When did you stop bringing them home?  I never noticed, 
Wish I...

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is
what
what is...
what is what
is what is now...now...
all the whens and the might have beens...
a captivating time space wonderland called...the now...
a stability without hunger to consume...

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Why do we make things 
so complicated?Falling
for someone is a gift.Will 
your heart get broken?
maybe so but don't let 
that stop you.In time 
your broken...

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Sweet dreams, soft and transparent,
Floated like feathers in the sky.
And through them could be seen all that ever was.
Or ever could be.

Naivete', shimmering and shining...

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