Best Ladle Poems

A Ladle of Forms Still Sit In The Cradle


A week has past
Questions were asked 
Them truly lambaste
For their lemons vast
Leaving readers aghast
In view of better typecast
The flock may hold fast
A herder's iconoclast
Say, sheared wool for the enthusiast?
But hear ye what's in the forecast?

connie pachecho

10/18/17

Note-In the...

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sleeping under the stars   big dipper serving up heaven




01/26/19


For Heavenly Monoku Poetry Contest
By Kim Rodrigues...

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You can sip the broth,
but never really taste the burn
that lingers on the pot’s edges.
It holds the stories of everything it devoured —
what lingered too long, what wandered too close.

They say wisdom grows with time,
but what good are minutes
piled like pennies in a jar,
if you’ve...

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