Best Insistent Poems

I wait—

here I wait
for white magic reverie
to embrace me   free me

here I wait—
an hourglass full
of leopard-print thoughts 
sugar-granular-musings spill
the beginning to the end...

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I watched them gather round
The warmth of your flame
Like campers at campfire time
Huddling close to you
Pushing and jostling
For the best place
I saw your warmth
Dancing off...

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One tear slides down a slanted cheek
A silver line, the only sign

Of anguish which she does not speak
Insistent smiles, bright by design

Thin fortitude, her whitewashed...

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My heart is so keen on you,
It leaves me cold, relentless, impossible
He fell into the love pools in my eyes,
The light you demand me to...

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Faraway, across a widening 
Expanse of vacant fields,
Dawns slated light is gradually 
Awaking;
And too soon new Morn's stilled 
Indifference 
Determinedly steals
Into the abstractions  of...

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More interesting the way you wrestle
never meaning hurt..
flirting.., with a skillfull mind
and matching tongue.

Twice as agile your swift feet, gleeful toes,
play like little lady fingers,...

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When fate pulls at my haiku of heartstrings,
I curse the syllables of my poetic musings.
If I do not express my sorrows,
how will petals blossom in...

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A collaboration with Dan Kearley
Thanks for writing with me! : )

Feelings that we sometimes feel, 
can be bound in ties that bind. 
Flaming heart felt...

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Insistent starkness claims a leafless day
Where morning breaks with silent calm and dread
The slope of field is framed, behind the glass
reveals a fallen tree, with...

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Christmas was always your favorite time of year, we’d had such fun especially when you dressed up as Santa to entertain the local children. With...

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Sometimes I can be really insistent: standing on one leg, brining my hands in prayer, dressed only in the four sides of the world, I...

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Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes,...

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Jungle Drums

Well known was Molly by gossips
Words fell so easy from her lips
They always found ready ears
Revered was she amongst her peers

A casual meeting Molly...

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H arrowing muscle! forcing passion on my soul.
E ver-present beating - a metronome of feeling. 
A rduous yet wonderful, fickle yet insistent.
R acing with adrenaline...

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Please, grant me the vision of thirsty eyes                 ...

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