Best Lined Poems

I sauntered down an arbor walk
  by myself, no need to talk

Yet I surely wished so ardently
  to thank each and every leafy tree...

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Tree lined avenue
Ochres and yellows display
Graciously they fall
In carpet gown, soil enriched
In life they shone, now they're gone




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over qualified
redundant and out of work,
too old to fit in -
downtown,it is pouring down,
the umbrella's in the hall...

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the sun shines brightly
on a cold, blistery day
loving the feeling!...

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A silly superstition enwraps and grips me, 
It holds me and will not loosen its vile, crushing deathgrip:
It is a numerical one, this foolish superstition to which I have my subscription, 
For this is the numerological sorcerous fallacy to which I've subscribed:
That, as I have...

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The emptiness I fear, is all too real,
Still seeing everything as if I was there,
Burning in my hands, the itch on my face,
Screaming...yet nothing escaping my lips,
Feeling the warm blood as it pushes it's way up,
Bubbling against my teeth.

The paramedics came,
But I was never found,
A...

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They Lined the Road

On the isle of St. Kitts, they lined the road
They lined the road on St. Kitts
Deep in their hearts they carried a load
They lined the road on St. Kitts

Waiting on word from the search for the boy
Hoping and praying for some words...

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~An Haiku from my window~ an example for my contest~



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~ Tree-lined Streets ~

Tree-lined streets
   display their wares
brilliant colors everywhere...
   
   I stop my car to stare
   at a somber, stately oak
   whose branches nearly bare --
her fallen leaves reminders of
warm summer days we shared...

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A life in tree-lined poetry

Once I was a cook on the high seas and worked long days
seven days a week; Eater and Christmas meant more work
baking cakes and baking bread.

It was not only tiring but boring to seafarers like solid 
food that they are used...

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A very old vessel lined with gold
They tell me it is very old
Within each crack a story told
To fix this treasure mighty bold
And from destruction's door paroled
A new master work to behold
Its future now is not foretold
A keepsake to forever hold
This old vessel all lined...

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Regalia awakens upon nightfall 
Roused within rules proudly signified
Routine of midnight procedural
Robe wearer draped solemn dignified


Voracious moon grey devil face
Oak double doors crosses engraved
Vestibule commands reverence
Flung open so mortals can be saved


Behaviour carefully monitored
Moonshine in aisle to alter pointing
Father's guidance Penultimate 
Spotlight slides jacketed anointing...

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In the seamless sky of my fervent yearning,
I let the enraptured songbird of my heart soar high,
glide in the spring-rippled amorous breeze
that carried your jasmine fragrance to me.

The dawn splashed the sumburst spectrum of delight,
blossomed the budding euphoric dreams 
in the dormant domain of depthless...

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They are ghosts that whisper haunting words to me - words that I cannot hold in my head long enough to put pen to paper. Like water seeping thought cupped hands, they fill me up, then escape me just as quickly....

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