Best Keep Company Poems

The Nectars of Love

Let your love fall, that I may wallow 
Let your tears drip of inner essence
Entranced by the nectar I swallow
As I engulf and taste your presence
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Let your beating heart keep company
The emptiness that entraps my being
I’m a string vibrating in your symphony
Forever...

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We are the high altitude sentinels.
Our small groves freckle the high plains.
We keep to ourselves, mostly
upon the snow burdened peaks
where our ashen trunks blend
and our barren branches cling
to icy white glitter.

As the breath of winter ebbs
we watch the crystal spring run-off
growing ever greener with envy...

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(Austin, TX, 1955)

Mother writes me
From Korea
Ravaged by the war:

You are so blessed
Living in America
Land of peace
Land of plenty

I mumble:

Mother
I eat two raw eggs 
In the morning
Three pieces of Wonder bread
For supper
To save money for tuition

I’m very hungry

I’m also very lonely

I eat my eggs and bread
Sitting...

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Not every man who wears a crown is able to be a good king
And not every women who wears a crown can be a good queen
For if you don't possess the love for God and have a community to safeguard your back
No matter your title...

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~Don't   Be Left   Behind~
( Rhyming   Couplet ) 



Please don't miss out and be left behind 
Salvation only in Jesus we can always find

Try not to do, what you know is not right 
And pray to Jesus to keep you...

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This is the day the Lord gave.
His blessing is guiding our way.
He has manifested the extraordinaire.
He is why we live.
His intervening in human affairs has brought forth humanitarian events...
Insofar, our episodic existence augments our intelligence.

Stated to be a poetic boon, god sent for sure.
Divine intervention...

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Lazy Sundays, a sleep in until whenever, sunny day bbq or a driving adventure, come to think of it - What is it that you are looking for?

A romantic dinner for two, a glass of wine or more, having laughs or chatting down to the...

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Winter morning light filters through lace curtains,
Reaches down, spills onto the corner kitchen sink,
Through east and south facing windows.
The glass jar, the scrub brush and pad in plastic butter dish,
A down-turned, empty yogurt container,
The pink plastic rinse pan
Keep company around the sink's edges.
The dried-out, yellow...

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Three years younger, little brother of mine,
only the two of us...that was just fine.
While just an infant, was a dolly for me.
We, with our parents, made our family.

Years went by fast, and soon he became
a playmate for me to make life a game.
We lived in...

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~Don't Be Left Behind~
( Couplet)


Please don’t miss out and be left behind
Salvation only thru Jesus we can always find

Try not to do, what you know is not right
And pray to Jesus to keep you in His sacred light

Don't do evil and keep company with the...

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~Don't Be Left Behind~ 
(Couplet) 


Please don't miss out and be left behind 
Salvation only in Jesus we can always find 

Try not to do, what you know is not right 
And pray to Jesus to keep you in His sacred light 

Don't keep company...

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just moments ago, a dawning realization
     arose within this sol son begat
from ma late mother
     and octogenarian widower father,
     oh..no nothing cat

tuss strophic, boot merely the revelation,
     how fist...

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You gaudy stars do not get giddy when I grieve
Nor wrest through clouds to melt this darkness
That so befits what logics to your destiny weave
For all dreams, and all theories prove finiteness
Where death draws the line,
And purposes find terminus
And we a quick, withered gust
To its...

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My shadow is waiting patiently to yell at me,
reading Sartre's Being and Nothingness, my ankle
brushing against its thigh.

Too bad you had to sell your soul to stay alive!

There's something odd about it today, sometimes we're
kindered cousins, and sometimes Camusian strangers, needing
psychotherapy, typically the distance between...

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Darkness she’s bridling my thoughts.
Nightmare she is heaving the ropes.
My passions they are going astray.
Breaching the moral banks.

Whose currents I cannot steer.
Without the guidance of sense.
But the tides are so strong .
They can surely drag you along.

Towards shallow and murky waters.
Where rocks and reefs can...

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