Best Lags Poems

The campfire reaches
Lighting the night
Rolling the logs
Red embers take flight
Sharing our memories
Eating nuts for snacks
Spitting shells in the fire
The fire spitting them back
We laugh at jokes
And sarcastic remarks
Smoke waters our eyes
We run from the sparks
The conversation lags
As the evening tires
We all kick back
Put more wood...

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Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and curled,
stray stars and stripes adorning,
sent from the netherworld.

I wander through the garden
with nothing on my mind
and say 'I beg your...

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The fast beat of Lindsey Stirling’s track - ‘Shadows’ - aptly describes what all poets would be familiar with. 
Sit back and prepare yourself for a fast trip down poetry lane to the beat of Lindsey Stirling's fiddle.  

Music starts 0:04

There are days --...

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Early morn’s bright birdsong sings my blink to day activate,  
waking my faith as feel my thoughts cannot think agitate. 

Of earth’s many crisp Eden’s, my yard does participate,
for when I stepped out and into Spring, her marvelous slate
had hymn-grown it as a wholeness...

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When ghosts of seclusion haunt,
And murky clouds of gloom veil the mind,
When tears on rosy cheeks freely flaunt,
Heart misses a beat and lags behind,

Must you intervene and rescue the kind,
Certainly prejudiced is the sublime,
Unable to introspect as love is blind,
Drowning in deep ocean of worldly...

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If there's anything worth saving
Or could be better done
Needed now more than ever
~Speak up for Love~

Although it stands up under pressure
And shines all by itself
In a world filled with hatred
We could all use a little help

There's too often a deafening silence 
In the parts that...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 1)

Starlings singing songs 
rolling like jet ink marbles 
they soar across the...

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Agony be to society's demise
Labels are for fools, not for the wise
Play the familiar tune of in-unison serenity 
Fatality won't come any time soon, thankfully...

Homeless people were on the news not to long ago...I weep in anguish... 
I'm tattered and torn in long-term grief because...

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DISGUSTING COMMERCIAL

As one gets older things begin to sag
Belly hangs over, energy lags

Better take thought for your health old man
Heed this add, start our diet plan

Oh, there’s fat-free, sugar-free, freedom from gas
Beach ball bloating a thing of the past

Darlene B,, bikini beauty, she lost fifty
From...

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There was a chef named Luke,
All of his entrees were nuked.
In every dinner he planned,
All of his food was canned,
And most of his patrons puked.

Now many patrons inquired,
Why this chef was never fired,
But his boss was anemic,
and very bulimic,
Which is why Luke was hired.

This Diner's...

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An atomic sun ignites;
in a flash of intense light.
And life's incinerated;
as ash turns day into night.

Under a blistering sky,
plastic toys melt into dreams.
And reality resounds;
with echoes of children's screams.

As heaven morphs into hell,
thunder responds with a roar.
And people huddle in fright;
scared of what Death has...

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By his attitudes
your uncle resembles
a machine with laughs in brightness! 
With some difficulty
most people stop themselves
from laughing.
Besides, are they are in a state
to laugh -
poor people?
Their problems exceed their means,
high costs exclude...
their children are untenable.
Their waiting
lags behind
the century. 
Finding
nothing else in place
he grabs passers-by
by the...

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It’s all out there and in here too.
The pain, confusion, and anxiety.
What is a person to do,
who lags in the virtue of piety.

It must be given to One 
much more powerful than I,
And so I have done,
But not quite, so that’s a lie…

I take back...

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Like a sweet child in ballet
 toe steps glide across the archway,
A graceful pirouette holding breath and heartbeat
 balanced then suddenly rising like modern athletes.

A rhythmic cadence hustles across the days
 when life is simple and living all game play,
Then the day waltzes methodic 3/4...

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Young…content…seemingly innocent…
With family…and friends…where is their ends…?
He is now hunted…for a crime committed…?
On the run…no pun…a gun...is it any fun…?
At large…what’s the charge…Sarge…?
Possession…looting, or shooting…with intent…
Murder, of Inc.…homicide…who decide...?
Think…no blinks…it may stink…
The evidence…from whence…?
The questions…the fury…the jury…
The details…they’re gory…what is the story…?
With judgment destined…innocence assigned…
The...

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