Best Impedes Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
But stars do not cry.
Into Ochs valley, through the Vale of White Horse...prancing 
besides a Dragons Hill;
It was here...

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Know you not, that I live in pain?
With features that drives me insane,
No matter, how much I try in vain,
I am a girl in a...

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In the still waters of the morning’s glow, I’ve watched the
Frozen silence as the moon quietly melts away, into the chilling
Warmth of the rising run...

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Come, let’s dream  

Wept this dream, my thoughts they fill
Take me from this weary place
Where darkness screams a painful chill
In torment of the mind...

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Wild grasses of my springtime heart unmown,
unruly, unrestrained, in silence grew.
Youth’s fierce infatuation madly blew
its untamed gales where tall, green blades had grown.
Fair birds of...

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when dreams die, death isn't far
then hope leaves floating in a jar
search drawers cluttered closets too
neither are found 

dreams scattered to the winds
but hope remained
someday,...

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Somehow, 
Forward, and headlong
I knew it was day again

There was a shift in the dark mutterings of the Devil,
Who now refused to sleep as I...

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Clear morning
no warning impedes
the intention of many...

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The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The...

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PARDON MY FRENCH

She swore like a sailor 
and what did it mean? 
Did he cuss as a pause... 
were their cohorts unclean? 

Were their vocabularies...

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Return to heavy, layered clothes
Purple lips and frozen toes
One last breath before it snows
Loathsome precipitation

The land now strewn with slippery patches
Bye the wood stove, extra...

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From an early age she yearned for something great
What it was she did not know, but she really couldn’t wait

For many interests she had, both...

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Am I missing some thing.Do I misunderstand,as a witness I stand,witnessing the folly and madness of my land. For the devilish materialistic feel of cash...

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When I was a child my utmost dream was to be recognized, famous.
I determined that it is rather a curse, not a joy, for it...

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A Golden Calf came through our old town for people to worship whether deft or daft.

If anyone impedes this Olympian flame in disporting procession coming...

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