Best Heirloom Poems

I lay within a drawer so long
Loneliness was my heart's song

My diamonds never saw the light of day
Since granma's death,I'd been that way

Her grandson went...

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I've heard your whispers
in quiet moments 
amongst the shedding trees of Autumn..

I walk alone our wooded path – listening
the air just as crisp as a...

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Drained fingers jot sweet memory
calling Pam’s name in every bloom,
as laced nights recall the glory
of fondness born from love’s heirloom...
Time pauses… her Glow swirls on...

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When life parades a fine line 
between alienation and rationality,
internal intruders of the soul shroud spotlights.

In my dreams 
I'm playing charades with the grim reaper.
surrounded...

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My whole life waits, just this moment, the ink still

wet; for sunrise this clear May morning.

My shaman up already,
hair askance, dancing and trilling his flute
to...

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My Inventory:

flashlights
high-performance yo-yo
poetry books
fishing poles
ice-fishing hut
regret
pocket knife
sharpening stones
laughter
boomerangs
passwords
life's artifacts
Grandpa's Fishing Hat
hope and joy
Guardian Angel
wooden snow-sleds
more poetry books
olde-tyme-radios
compassion
camping gear
Babar, the Stuffed-Elephant
Angel-in-a-basket
imagination
McCoy Cookie Jars
nature field-guides
forgiveness
Soup-friends
ties I don't...

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My blessing basket is heavy with heaven's gifts,
Tomatoes the size of my fist, eggplants so cute,
And fresh heirloom beans bursting with pride.

The sun, orange on...

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A flower blooms - only for a time -
then petal by falling petal, dies.
And faster still when winter settles -
washing white all color from sight.

An...

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The necklace broke; all the little pieces
went scattering across the kitchen floor.
Pretty beads were rolling into creases
of a bright rug that lay before the door.

In...

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"There are some who bring a light so great to the 
world that even after they have gone the light remains."

   ...

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On a cobblestone street,
cracked and ill-repaired, 
I rifle antique shops 
  for a jeweled music box 
     to cradle my...

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This is the last piece to go. All the others are sold.
I hate to part with it, but now that I've grown old
I need to...

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He brought it back from France
After the second world war
It just sits there on the shelf
She doesn't use it anymore

Covered in yellow flowers
From it's handle...

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Under a  trellis of vines, quite evergreen
This elegant, old lady sits on a wooden porch,
Her veined fingers twist in graceful motion
Kneading  hued ...

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