Best Lexicon Poems

My Mother taught me
how to see through language, 
paper was rare, iron ink wasn't free
so she sold some jewelry for porcelain lettering, 
and we clapped...

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This poem may get into trouble,
The world wants identity double.
Attempting to culture commonality,
The world champions individuality.

Theft of language has become all too common,
Yesterday’s use today...

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Rodents can be loquacious
That includes your average gerbil
They love to prattle, chat and blather
They really are quite verbal

Hamsters are talkative too
Just as garrulous as can...

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The Bard 

In a small cottage high upon the windy moors
There lives a bard with authentic romantic rhymes;
A master poet who lives within present times.

Enchanting...

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I live the life of a vagabond poet
    now approaching my winter years.
         A...

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The languid petals of addiction fall in a silent way;
they do not scream or keen, but wrap insidious mind-vines

around all that you are, soft as...

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Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber,
Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number.

I sense that a wince doth...

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I remember when our love was simple
a preamble to the heart tremble and the gods' gamble
when we didn't owe each other anything and our artistry...

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Most mornings I get up before the dawn
Wake up my heart, take coffee to the swing
To feel the thrill each twilight's beauty brings
Endure the rush,...

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BETTER    THAN     GOLD

International literati pay homage
To our hero’s literary courage
Matching  Homer’s  and Cicero’s of old:
Dr. Ram’s...

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Some writers are a lexicon
an educational experience
Some writers are simplicity
reaching far and wide

Some play your heart strings
or tickle your sweet spot
Some grab evil and send...

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THE DAY I VISITED GIORGIO V.
The day I visited Giorgio V.
It was poetry that received me :
Poems lined after poems
Like the military in morning parade...

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Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber,
But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. 

I sense a wince remind...

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Written: September 21, 2023
True Love Poetry Contest                 Sponsored by:...

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amused
by my muse
never having
even seen
snow

she saw
in photos
but never having
ever
felt

feeling
deprived of one
of life's wonders
her starving mind
wanders

i tell her
facts about flakes
never having
ever 
one the same

then throwing 
snow...

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