Best Host Poems

When fleeting storm said goodbye
The darkened sky detected a lie
Besting clouds her thoughts host
Drenching doubts that block riposte.

As the cobalt sky and ocean meet
On the...

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Thirty Eight ( Corny Cancer Poem) For Sharon

Hallmark has a million cards in their catalog
And not one of them says,
Life Sucks
American greetings had nothing that...

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I tell you I like, that Wayland a bunch
He'd be the guy, to be there in a crunch
Not afraid of humor, he paves the way
With...

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The raptor and the peacock hence,
Sit pensive on a rambling fence.
The first, inclined to be the host,
Jumped down to claim the nearest post.
The pea averse...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the...

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Well I wrote some lines, took a long, long time,
Got the metre right, polished up my rhyme,
Used some simile, used some metaphor, 
Used some words...

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cry
in the 
privacy
of your sad thoughts
behind louvered blinds
till pain wanes…then
wipe away
your tears:
smile


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Sometimes, life has no reason unlike the seasons
It aimlessly drifts with the wind
We find ourselves in places of unfamiliar faces
Bathing in the shadows of sin
Our...

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Into the timeless wood he fled, running from the night
While demons of his past gave chase beneath the pale moonlight
The man dressed in soiled rags,...

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It’s siesta, yet one can hear from the second floor of the house the animated sharing of juicy news some visitors have brought to the...

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The widow, dressed in glossy black,	
glides from the shadows at the back.	
A veil lies slack across her face	
to mask the grief her features lack.	

Possessed of...

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Love is an authority.
It dictates choice and consequence
and joins together all the wayward lamenters
who grieve at their loss of purity.

Love is an actuality.
It breathes new...

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I'm near cuckoo
This Monday blue
A day not eas'ly recommended
for making sense
I'm way too tense
And hung-over to comprehend it
 
My mind's on the bend
my imaginary friends
are...

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You wonder why, my love
These memories flitter in the hallways of my mind
Knocking on the door
of every room
Where I’ve hung
Do not Disturb Signs
For I don’t...

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(Female)  O' Lord where do I go
Just what will I see
And when will I know
What truth means to me

Male)  To who can I...

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss
Collaboration with Kurt Ravidas

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting that fall from...

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a host of wild flowers vying for attention...
in vain I search for elusive love

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss 
Collaboration with Robert J. Lindley 

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting...

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We are all in the devil's playground, 
now watch as I breach over and hold on to God's hand real tight. 


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#1. The underground is...

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As the last opalescent glow of sunset

fades away

I sail this ship alone

towards a crimson horizon

over a starlit sea

to the soft lapping of waves

which lullaby my...

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THE COUNTRY ANGEL


He came dressed in clean pressed jeans
A leather vest and a matching leather hat 
Though he was someone we'd never seen
No one seemed...

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Jan Allison


There is a great gal on our ‘Soup’
Renowned in our poetry group
She’s ready to show
How our poems glow
With comments that give us the scoop.

Sincere...

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A country yearns industry
from assiduous minds revolutionary,
cities conceived with mind set and skill
yet lay insipid in the body of Britannia
those in need of life’s blood,
akin...

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The sun had grown dark on that fearful day
When Rabshakah, the Assyrian entered the fray;
Their armor and weapons glittered like gold
As they surged ’cross the...

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My love, please take me back
To your sweet sugar shack 
Sitting on the soft sand beach
Paradise is within reach

Rolling waves crest, so dreamy
Briny air, wafting...

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