Best Hourly Poems

Porcelain doll, with a face so pretty 
a country gal, ran away to the city 
Worked in a bar, dancing on tables 
beat shovelling sh-it,...

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My appreciation Francis Crasto for allowing me to collaborate with you as your 'psychiatrist' on ‘A MAN UNDER STRESS’- A great sequel to your recent...

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At night the sun has gone to sleep
And crickets sing a tune.
The bullfrogs croak and creatures creep
Beneath the watching moon.

The masked raccoons and possums prowl
Through...

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Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of...

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Maestro – 4-23-24
Dedicated to Dr. Stanley Chapple.  Co-founder of Tanglewood. Conductor of the London Philharmonic.   Head of the Music School University of...

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For 15 years I have tolerated,
calculated, anticipated, sublimated workplace degradations, derisions,
subversions towards my character,
not today, no more,
yes, my pride has become livid, swollen like a...

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Summer is on the turn, into Autumn we now head
So close this day approaches, inside many heads now dread

We now view through our eyes, our...

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All are feeling anxious on the old camp ground this night.
Weary Yanks are girding for tomorrow's awful fight.
Young soldiers loll about, staring blankly into slowly...

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why...the speed of light?

sit...a moment please   : )
cofcof...
each neural network dimensions time fractionally as
all...
be change and relative
nothings...
with respect times days passing without exact...

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Sometimes ...

Late at night, when I lay my head down to end the day,
     I go down through the list of...

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Oliver often scolded Hardy, on a point of which he was
Never tardy.!
They had to have 'their daily fix' if not hourly? They were like two...

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A
sigh
summer
stars shiver
in fear on coldest
night as voices echo in bleak
emptiness looking for refuge as birds congregate
in hush sandalwood violating hourly the dawning of flight in...

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I’m not as agile as before
but my heart continues to roar!
Joyous in my humble abode,
each life breath is to God an ode.

Knitting helps me focus...

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Written: September 02, 2023
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In the tapestry of life, there are times
When fragments of destiny weave their rhymes
Pieces of sorrow, pieces of bliss
Each one a thread,...

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Toasty mornings with teakettles whistling bring to mind Danish days on Marata’s 
horse farm, ponies prancing in the unusually warm sunlight, and new fangled 
sparkling...

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