Best Last Place Poems

Splendor of soft shoulders
caressed by sinking sun
Out my window the western slope
of the thick coated Rocky Mountains
Once upon a clear cold Colorado Chrstmas 
purple brushed...

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Dandelions…
They flutter, now I see
Fiery lions…
They're dancing with me
Sunlight…
Come out and shine down 
Moonlight…
Shun out my darkened frown

I am the infinitesimal stars in the tranquil,...

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Early one morning a group of rookie's and veteran's ballplayers emerge onto the prac-
tice field destine to began an grueling season of hardwork and a...

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I chased that thing all morning
But he always got away
He must have found a hiding place
Somewhere safe to stay

He was on the kitchen table
Then on...

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The Christmas when  Santa got Fat 

Kris Kringle rubbed his belly; he was feeling really hungry indeed
Mrs Claus had put him on a diet...

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Moving On

we are human tuning forks
vibrating to our own frequencies
searching for the rhythm and the pulse
of the universe
the peace of mind
we're looking to find
the occasional...

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Sometimes he feels like a museum on
a Monday - empty, desolate, withdrawn
from the celestial library where not 
yet written prose and poetry are stored.
A sleep-deprived,...

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North of sixty, you see the cold. 
Big skies, and short days told. 
Forests shrink, past big river. 
Listen closely, hear them shiver.
Bison wild, roam...

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7/22/21

People continuing to show hate
As if they themselves are so great
While the planet continues to rotate

Boy you need a lot more than Colgate
You thought it...

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This place it is protected
It's all that we have left
You've built on every other space
Of green fields we're bereft

This one last space is ours now
You...

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A contest note- an honorable mention 
It's nice to see...it received attention 
Third or second or even last place 
Remember- writing poetry...is not a race
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We live in a car – mommy, my little brother and me.
My dad left before I was born. 
My little brother is Charley’s kid.
Charley never...

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Who are you?

When the lights are off and your heartbeat is dense,
Do you question your time or space or this everlasting sense?
Does your mind run...

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That's the last place I lived while still at home  
till my heart sought to journey my birthplace.

Indulgence Sea storms, formed riffles, and cold...

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Many who help celebrate our victories
Leave early in our defeat
Many who applaud our few accomplishments
Jump ship when failure we do meet
Many who join our team...

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