Best Immaculately Poems

The sun rose in the east creating a bright orange hue
Tom lay in his bunk thinking, can it really be true? 
The good townsfolk had agreed Tom was a key player
And decided that Soup Creek needed him as the mayor.

The swearing in ceremony was due...

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Come, winter, once again,
the way you came to me when I was young,
and with a handsome boy as we took a little stroll
along a country lane, our love new and pristine
as the wisps of white that gently drifted
with whispers of the wind. It seemed as...

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Delving in the dreamy depths, I look up
Endearing all who behold my expressive eyes.
Crawling into the dark to see contrast of light,
Embers glow immaculately in my stupor.
Married to the tenderness and comfort of family,
Brave I am to stand in the wilderness of the unknown.
Even in...

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Not just what I expected but beyond
Scenery so appealing there’s no word to describe this
No such thing as uncomfortable or timid 
Only invitation, simplicity, liberation, amusement, the works!
Each breath makes me feel brand new
Each footstep encourages me to glide, skip and wiggle my toes even
Sounds...

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To serve a Being with 
unconditional love
Why are there so many
conditions?
If our representation was that,
when did our reflection
crack?
When did time ripple
so abruptly,
our pond could not
calm again?
If spirituality
was what we had witnessed 
why was it contrary
to natural order
for us to be
reprogrammed
by looking at mirrors?
Wasn't our blueprint
formed...

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When Miss Lily Jane Bobbit arrived in that Alabama town,
jaws dropped; all eyes were riveted on her.
The ordinary street on which she lived would be no longer common,
for Lily Jane now graced it with her presence.

Not everybody liked this sassy lass.
The girls in town were...

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Wordless worries wander wearily working wayward,
    Towards thoughts transgressing truth’s textured tide.
As always acknowledging agnosticism’s appeal,
    Essence easily evaporates, exeunt Emile. 
Very virtuous violent vowels vociferously validate,
    Sanctimonious sessions some subtly sacrosanct.
Is it in incrementally immense...

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It wasn’t that she was the only woman
in the group, that mingled precariously
beneath the bronze figure, or her classic
stance, when placing immaculately the
newsprint covered bottle to lips willingly
breached, but more her opulent style, her
contrast of attire, her hair as yet unspoilt. 
Although jewel less except...

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Auntie

In her lofty ways, she was always
the best example of
the stars out-shining the moon.

Her ways of doing things always
correct and proper
she was a student of the Queen.
Place setting and
China decoratively graced the table
per the law of “Good Housekeeping”
Seating arrangements were labeled.

Without a P.H.D she could...

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A simple piece of cloth
Square, rectangular, oblong
Soft blue, pink, green
Woven, nubby or smooth
It matters not
Cloth
Swaddling my infant babe

Cloth
In tatters
Bearing injuries honorably
Chewed, dragged, hugged
Kitty, bear or tiger
Cloth comes alive 
In my toddler’s arms

Cloth 
Stretched over table or chair
Tent, house or fire station
My busy lad
Creates an island...

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At the closest point, Russia and the U.S.
Are less than two miles apart
If an altercation breaks out between them
Using bikes instead of tanks would be smart

Baby robins eat 14 feet of worms a day
Eeew! That's pretty gross to me
If you're a baby robin though you'd...

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Concealed beneath the veil was a face of gold
But to approach, not even cupid is so bold
For the mere thought of it made me chilly cold
But the passion deep in my chamber I could no longer hold
So I clenched my teeth and decided to let...

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I will never write a poem about a red red rose
If I ever, would you think it clever?
I will not ever say the petals are red as blood
If I ever, would you visit the rarest blood red rose,
The red red rose?

If you ever came near...

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I is for idyll in the way that at 91 years of age my grandmother took such care, attention and pride in her appearance and her home.

V is for vanity as my grandmother was always immaculately groomed,her hair always looking pristine, full face of make...

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One day he took a journey of his life,
and entrusted his soul to a very beautiful
angel who didn't have a halo,
and always slept by 3 a.m.
after experiencing a higher influence.
She always called him "schizophrenic",
and he always knelt immaculately before
her, to be saved from the jaws...

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