Best It Is All Grist To The Mill Poems

What CHOICE does one have at the crossroads of life
When winter sets in and SUMMER is done,
When the CANDLE does flicker with the roil and...

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Twisted trail of opportunities
to grow, progress, change,
to gain lifes' meaning.
Adversity builds character,
a character once proclaimed
after learning all their pain
was past, as grist for a mill.
Past?
Past...

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I am an opsemath and proud so to be
in a search for new learning I'd like a degree,
Knowledge is power so my thinking is plain
that...

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Now that i shall sink and die in the nadirs of my own house;
 And my tears shall trickle down and fall on the distrait...

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Ephemeral online moment...

Yours truly plagiarizes himself with zeal
courtesy mental cogs and rusty wheel,
thus no literary crime committed to steel
I broadcast material shown thru rickety
black and...

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...dedicated to all the writers here at poetrysoup.


A lady at a window writing, 
measuring her words with strict precision. 
She takes a sip of ginseng...

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Species sundry sentential 
Line the lost lowered loft
Whose weary wayward-ceiled 
Roof raises itself over the lot:
The diverse specimen bottles of pharmaceutic potations,
Mortared and mixed as...

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Linkedin thru tenuous
webbed world wide
electronic thread defied
no matter flurry of emails/
messages exchanged flattery applied
courtesy transient online

tête à tête downside
cyber venue offers convenient exit
personal aversion, I...

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A lady at a window writing, 
measuring her words with strict precision. 
She takes a sip of ginseng tea 
to fuel her imagination. 
Memories go...

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Hey, Who Said...

It was going to be easy

Getting over the time
When running over mountains to the beach was a Sunday jaunt
Giving Time permission to go...

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Hey, Who Said...

It was going to be easy

Getting over the time
When running over mountains to the beach was a Sunday jaunt
Giving Time permission to go...

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I, (a bookish educated intelligent nerd,
albeit three score plus tres años)
constitutes a novel titled 
The Virgin's Lover
by Philippa Gregory
another writer from England. 

Not so much...

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( A THANK YOU! for several comments from poet Angichi Pombi of PoemHunter.com)

Your praise overwhelms with fog blanket of feeling
A magical gift, undeserved at same...

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(buzzfeeding, kickstarting, needling darn noggin)

An effort to recall word, phrase,
musician... indigenous tribe...
most frustrating literary
endeavor to das scribe

aggravating enough to sub
bourbon spur teetotaler to imbibe
and/or nsync,...

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Still binge reading Bertrand Russell...
9/8/2020

I plunge further into 
erudite epistemological philosophication
courtesy said renown British polymath,
philosopher, logician, mathematician,
historian, writer, social critic,
political activist, and Nobel laureate.

Whew! His...

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