Best Living Thing Poems

Opened like a morning leaf
exposed beneath the moon,
Resting in the tentacles
of a clouded ink coccoon.
Wringing hands now rest at peace-
the solitude of night,
a lantern in...

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Mixed Messages

One last ticket. 
One last seat on the train. 
Running fast, 
to make it, before there is 
no chance to escape, 
the fate of...

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In a pond beside a meadow
Where the slime and algae gurgle
Dwells a lonely Plobawobby
Lurking deep in murky waters.
There in sludgy weedication
All day long alone he...

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As long as I have a window
I have the wonder of the world
            What...

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Come with me to the Talking Tree
a place where spirit and nature can be.
Where science of the forest couples
with ancient traditions of the land.
Where indigenous...

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White evanescent waves roll on the shore
     with such felicity of frothy bliss.
Rhapsodic sounds explode as they explore;
   ...

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Breathe close to me, let not your head droop 
nor your face grimace in fierce grief, 
for when I must leave, all will not leave...

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life is a feather on the wind ~ fallen from a sparrow who's not sinned

borne and adrift upon the air ~ brushed away like a...

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Every living thing.. Every breathing one..
Changes in life even for once…Some for good and some for bad..
Some where someone will always change..
Are you feeling betrayed...

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According to Jung, “The creative urge lives and grows in a person like a tree in the earth from which it draws its nourishment. We...

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The grandeur of a majestic mountain
standing proud against the horizon
with its snow-capped peak
enveloped in fleecy white clouds
against a clear azure blue sky

The glorious majesty of...

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Wait ... please wait
Do not let me fall
Do not let me go yet
I am not ready at all

I watch for the sun
Is leaving so soon
I...

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I am the wind;
a tempest tossing leaves and rain;
I move, re-arrange things as I please.

On dark, damp nights, 
I bring energy and light; 
yet, I’ve...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft...

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Blank, silent sight, fretted the gods,
Nowhere in the horizon, a living thing abides;
Handfuls of soil, they carry in the air,
Poured as seeds ‘till a haven...

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