Best In This Poems

I am the weed
Nestled
In a crack in the pavement
Dismantling concrete
Crumbling foundations
In this man made world
Rooted in the earth
Despite the city
I am the seed




11/05/18

Composed for Line Gauthier's
Zen Poetry Contest...

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I look at shining stars in cobalt sky
with just one wish to make on only one
of billions of them in this Galaxy
where we're just one small planet with a sun!

And as I gaze, my mind is taking flight:
Beyond the moon and through the milky way,
we’re...

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In This Time Of Looming Dark, Look To The True Light

World is dark and racing fast into hell
grab a coin, toss it in a wishing well
have some faith that our Father sees and hears
sad voices crying out in deeper fear
and will always with Love do...

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Waltzing, I’m waltzing around and around
with a one-two-three, one-two-three, to the sweet sound
of the orchestra playing. I’m one lucky girl,
for I’m with someone special who knows how to twirl
so masterfully, and the ladies so fair
wearing gowns and with ribbons tied up in their hair
move among...

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In tune with this familiar vibe, let’s wonder how it might be
Across the room our eyes will meet, a set of four
In a place setting reserved for two, captivated
Our everyday routines and thoughts will speak
Through the eyes, uninhibited, grooving in the same skin

Once upon a...

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I come in a pretty bottle 
But no I’m not a Genie
Yet I can promise big problems 
For a time will feel teeny

I’ve been called liquid courage 
I’m really the refuge of the weak
If you lack confidence darling 
You will no longer feel meek

You might...

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As Her Love Lives Forever In This Heaving Breast


Wisdom, its great truths, that treasure, my newest quest.
As her love lives forever in this heaving breast.

As sun was waiting its glorious rise
I woke again, what a shocking surprise
Room was pitch black and clock stared at me
Blinking...

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Her insecurity would not let her see,
I wanted her!
I thought she knew, my heart was opened.
I should've asked.

She walked on a thread, fourteen stories high
to cross from her building to mine.

The devil at her side, he cut her angel wings,
watched her drop, caught her in...

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Happy are we, who  love the beauty of all things.
Who stand for the beauty of a child.
We......who have soft, soul’s wings.
Those who believe in God, not in Satan’s world gone wild.

We surrounded by the media’s outlandish lies.
That as we walk this earth, there is...

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[This excerpt from a memoir I wrote 20 years ago seems sadly apropos given the recent mass murders and bombings]

This then is where my faith lies:that it will all work out in the long run, whether it's the micro-state of the soul or the macro-organization...

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Indeed, it is so far, far, far back where last I
Stood in sight of all her unnerving ambiguities...          
This overstated manner inborn of an innate
And intimidating elegance.         ...

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As far I knew he always cared as I got
older he was always there when times 
wasn't so bright he was my light now
that you are gone how can I go on When

I was fifteen I thought I knew each and 
everything but When the...

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In the deepest realm where our naked subconscious abides
In the abyss where all thought, emotion and memories resides
In the dimension of emptiness, where our minds eye holds the key
In the void between time and space continuum, we may never see

In all worlds, all scenarios, all...

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Why Poets Are An Illumination In This Dark World


Gifting poetic words, let the flow be of friendly act
and not darker falsehoods that so many fear to retract,
if honor and truth's justice abides to steel your bold charge
know that such aid is rewarded, with blessings small...

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In this land there is a mighty voice that can
sing a mighty song.

Often it is a song of I don’t belong and all sort
of other things that are wrong.

This mighty voice can herald itself in the
grateful praise of being strong.

All while asking what else is...

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