Best Jostling Poems

Do not vainly look in those remote
Places,
That, once, were acquainted with a 
Small part of me;         ...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above 
infected ripples of time,
I question the 
chaos that claims
serenity through 
saline serenade 
of sirens, composed 
with midnight...

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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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alarm goes off*
I sit straight up startled and scared
Just my alarm, I hit the button
Get up and go to the bathroom
I brush my teeth with...

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Swaddled in frozen silence
In a weather so dolorous and damp
The pores of her mind sweat painful memories
Which take a headlong flight
Faster than the beams of...

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She had been out for a walk
Jostling for a seat
Amid the teddy bear,
“blankie” and  “bobba”.
Lost her grip and slipped
Slowly from the grasp
Of tiny, sticky,...

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Always cold in the morning, this kitchen is warmed now
With a roaring fire and my wife working beside me making just desserts
We stand here two...

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A welcome sight the lights ahead - like misty globules on ink black foam
The billboard elicits a sense of foreboding - Welcome to the Midnight...

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Feathered Seasons


Peering out of the nest
newly budded tree limb swaying
jostling me as I await
the early bird of spring
returning with breakfast.

Dust-dancing in the heat
testing my wings
in...

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His hand is strafing the castellation on his trumpet, the valves moving up down up down like deranged pistons under the random machine gun fire...

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FEEDING  HORSES


She was four years old
Apples in bulging pockets from garden trees
Cold day in autumn
Stroll down to Paddy Sands’s horse pasture


Stop at five-bar gate...

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" ....They profess to know God, but by
their deeds they deny Him...."
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Listen here!
I am hurting up all over
Lying here undiscovered

Papparazzi cumulus are jostling in my street
God is taking photos of the remnants of His sheep
Climbing footholds...

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Driven to Distraction

Can’t help it
Can’t do anything about it
An innocent photo
Fantasizes
Her word repeated
Re-read and re-initiated
Touches
Swims me through 
Her soul
Finds my spirit
Traversing the spaces
Hanging with kisses

She...

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