Best Laid Poems

Tears no longer come, 
dried ducts of wrung emotion,
denied one more drop of release.

... but only to feel

Feel your finite presence beside me,
inhaling your sweet scent to memory.

Feel your heart pulsate through the calfskin
of the despair that seals me in its snare.

Rhythms of a hopeless...

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Tears no longer come, 
dried ducts of wrung emotion,
denied one more drop of release.

... but only to feel

Feel your finite presence beside me,
inhaling your sweet scent to memory.

Feel your heart pulsate through the calfskin
of the despair that seals me in its snare.

Rhythms of a hopeless...

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I had yearned for it all my life
That simple gesture
That finally healed
The open wound
That for years
Bled 
In a silent stream
That fell Between
The cracks in
You and me
When with a gentle sigh
You looked 
Into my eyes
Held my hand
And kissed my fingertips
The day
Before you died...

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Today I saw a daughter laid to rest.
A mother tries to heed her own advice.
Holding it in surely put her to the test.
She failed more than once or twice.
Her failing was no artificial device.
She tried, Lord how hard she tried.
She simply could not pay the...

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O Lady, let us not tarry
Be thou the rose to spread nights’ glee.
Away from jousts, your pearls shalt shine,
Spring’s boughs hath me in love, entwined!

Knight’s offer then, I giveth fine life
Through long winter, the heart a knife;
Sayeth yes before looms the war
Chivalry tests dark rivers...

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In the up's that I have found
With the in's that help me out
Here and there and there about
There's only so much that I'm allowed

In the all that I can keep
That keeps on affecting me
Will take for granted in its deeds
Where no longer will I be...

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The distant sound of foot fall as
I trod a barren land
Diminished to an echo near my heart

My "patience" through the years has
Brought me to a still born stand
Encompassed by the fears of a new start

Grieve I for the life I've lost
Forever laid to rest
My emptiness...

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"Laid Upon Their Alters" 

qhapaq hucha 
it begins at birth
the most precious 
resource of all

we are registered,
audited, one by one
under the rod measured
by lizard rule 

the capacocha 
children of complacency
dumbed down, some
thorns, uppity, removed

heads counted 
to be held high 
as trophies, those played 
and won...

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trap sprung, mouse missing
a Christmas gift left behind
spinning a grey tail

Brian Johnston
December 6, 2015...

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Lonely hearts fall victim to deceit
and flattering lies designed to please.
Sincerity is a delusion;
and forever dreams are but a tease.

Doubt stirs up currents of disbelief;
cutting trust adrift in unsafe realms.
And the wailing of a naive heart;
mimics the wind crying in the elms.

The young sugarcoat reality;
trying...

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My sisters were coming for a visit for the very first time,
Heading to New Hampshire, leaving the Georgia heat behind.
Our friend Charlie was a house guest before they arrived.
My husband, Charlie, and I all hatched a plan brilliantly contrived.

We decided to impress my lovely sisters,...

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Left my computer on 
Grabbed the keys off my desk
Packed up the RV
And we headed out West

We grabbed some snacks
Toys, clothes and some cash
turned out the lights, Fed the pets
Shot out the door, dumped the trash

Kids were excited
You could hear them say
Singing this chant 
the...

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A flawless ceremony,
and elegant reception,
followed by long honeymoon 
delayed by snowfall.




For John Freeman's love /humor contest Won 2nd place...

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I panicked as you touched and I touched as you laid.
I knew no longer I would be afraid. 

Blushing and sweeping my feet wrapped with yours, hushing and weeping out 
of love, as we closed the door. Tickles and kisses while sleepy and weary, prickles...

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This grave with barber Bob is blessed ~
He was a cut above the rest!


30.01.19

'Pithy pants poetry contest'
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy...

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