Best Interim Poems

She met him in the interim,
 that space between endings and beginnings;
                                 a...

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This fertile womb lies still in wait.
Void of motion, sound and love;
A lonesome space of plaster and brick.
Worn carpets and marked walls
That surround this shell,
Are signs of seed now grown and gone.
This cell has served a family well.
More fruit within this void shall swell....

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I spent my life in total waste,
Waiting for a spark to lead me in the dark.
Yet, it’s a small world; zooming into a big one
Two years or so-I saw an angel waiting for the bus-
The bus was my ally; the Heavens caused its delay.
As if...

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I woke up this morning.
I was feeling very low.
I did not want to get out of bed.
I did not want to go.

My body melted in my mattress.
My eyes they would not show.
My arms they would not move at all.
My, I did not want to go!

The...

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The snow fell like white tinselled stars.
She was in love, inhaling of planet, Mars
Studying his angel, silken strands of hair.
Oh, how longingly, his warm love to share!
On Arctic-like ice, he did most happily kneel.
Tightening her white skates, with glistening
blades of steel!
Winter’s precious moon lavishly did...

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Since I have nothing else to do,
    I shall write a poem for you.

I’m glad I got to know you more,
I’m glad you did not close your door.
Someone like you, I’ve dreamed about,
and now you’re here, I have no doubt.
Your soft blue...

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As I awoke, one Sunday morn,
I looked to see the clouds forlorn,
They spoke to me and started to cry,
I listened carefully yet don’t know why,
They softly cried letting the raindrops fall,
Down to the sidewalk down to the wall,
Thus, still no reason I could form,
Why on...

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this stage became yours
and the reality has fallen apart
by the industrial silence
I am but a reflection of your shadow
gaslighted by your key-light
deprived of my enlightenment
there is no yesterday
and tomorrow has never existed
while the stone has its permanent role of aching
my part is the interim of...

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True love is never lost
It is everlasting
It matures like the best wine
Does not age or wither away

Our Souls are forever young
Our bodies are our earthly homes
When the time comes for our Soul Mate to leave
And go to their resting place
They take a spiritual form

When they...

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Stimulating her Emperor's savage
Aquisece defers demand of regal constraint
Furtive festivities provide passage
Into fecund gracing gait Autocracy ordained 

Retreat from mastering insatiable masses 
His thought voiding thaumaturge 
Covers strident intellectual with molasses 
Cater of paramour calms nerves 

Unwound by compassionate exorbitance
Momentarily vulnerable assailant 
Commits their heirs...

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