Best Herds Poems

Remember that night, one of so many of course
When the waitress asked if we were on our first date
We’d talked for three hours till our...

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howling black wolves complain to new moon,
of devastation wrought by creatures!
different from rest in size and shape,
walk on two legs, strange hairless features!

in packs behind...

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I dreamt of blue birds
and buzzing bumble bees.
I roamed with the bison herds,
prayed with mantis on our knees,
and butterflies in the breeze.

I greeted the cheery...

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Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid;
She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made
And wrapped about her braids to grace...

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And as the hills yonder 
Turned red from sunset rays
As darkness engulfed the valley
And the sweet sounds of birds
Rent the cool evening air

Our cows and...

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Whether poets, showmen or philosophers,
Or mere cowboys who follow herds—
They all want to leave behind a lasting mark—
More than frail paper etched with words.

But the...

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Boated through the tantalizing Kerala backwater
                   ...

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©1996 RICO LEFFANTA

THE 4TH GA-AN RISES FROM THE FLAMES IN AN APACHE RITUAL OLDER THAN RELIGIONS BROUGHT TO THE “New World” FROM THE “old world”—Apache...

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I've lived where orange blossoms fall
and flutter on the streets of Spain.
In Germany I've seen the wall,
and snow-capped mountains from the train.
I've known Bahamas' sunlight...

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Part One of Two

Mary Elizabeth Frye Dedication Poems, Seventh Poet Honored
Part One 

(1.)
Graveyard Visit, Seeing Death's Saddest Truth

Walking rows of silent tombstones that litter in...

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Who am I and what am I to say?,
All I've got to do is play,
Along in a game I don't understand,
Make people come to my...

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O' Man, Thou Art In Arrogance Oft Lost

Within earth's vast herds mysteries abound
as man walks in shadows that prance and play.
Life is an ocean that...

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It's easier to tear things down
than it is to build
Fewer every day have love
many more are killed

Some would rather look away
than to lend a hand
when...

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Walking all alone through the bleak abyss
The ravens watching from silhouette trees
Inspiration dead, writing I did miss 
A dark event put me down on my...

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Sometimes, we expect 
the sun to rise and smile,
through hazy hellish clouds
carrying vindictive 
verdicts of venomous vultures, 
surmising hues of 
ink to pierce through 
pores...

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