Best Ladders Poems

just within reach?

things!
lots of things!

stuff one could collect,
especially graphic novels
with a writer that made you wish
you had a photographic memory
so you would never forget even...

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Oh that’s you and me  

“You and me were always with each other,
before we knew the other was ever there”

Destiny carves its path through...

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During a bad storm one night I turned on my television
Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision
I went outside and saw the aerial...

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It could have been a beautiful memory to write down

Walking hand in hand with mama

My long brown french pleats  bouncing in the wind 

My...

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A porch is buried
in wet leaves and broken twigs...
Quail scratch at the dirt
looking for a sign of life
in front of the empty house

A squirrel climbs...

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"Vicissitudes into Light"



You are another world
away from me
stretching far from 
his insanity

Diving into a new 
Light 
Dimensions that 
are the truest You

From the dark deep...

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WHEN TEARS TOUCH

The twelfth of November reminds me of the day            
when our paths...

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We are the Indians noted for our humanness and calm nature
With no harshness in our Principles and ideals.
We are open minded, emotional and good natured
Our...

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Those who are now elderly sit and reminisce
of sweet idyllic days which often they miss.
Sitting as families in beaming abodes
whilst a flickering fire dances and...

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wrap your arms around me a little too tight
let yourself be the noose that ends my life
tear ladders in my tights while holding me down
pull...

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Flight of stillness;
idle,
ditch-wise.

Ladders point up
but they say the ground is greater;
sunlight knitting to their brown feet green socks.
They crestfall and
buckle at the knee.

Hear guts clap...

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it...

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Magic Beans of Many Colors

In a magical fairyland I reside, 
herons, toucans, rainbow lorikeets, peacock angels,
hummingbirds, ostrich, even a cockatrice
of magnificent colors that harmonize.
They take...

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WHEN TEARS TOUCH

The twelfth of November reminds me of the day            
When our paths...

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Ripe red apples

where ladders lean against the trees

Ripe red apples

where rust and green creates a chapel

God's  bounty nestles in the leaves

A taste of autumn...

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