Best Locks Poems

I loved you the first day
I saw those big brown eyes blinking,
taking in your first moments of life.
Not a tear nor a little scream,
you seemed...

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ON MY MOTHER’S PASSING

i wanted to keep my mother physically with me
but it would be like trying to hold the sun
like in life she still...

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When I talk to you, I'm talking to the wall -
to photos arranged across from where you hung the paintings
made by your own two hands....

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We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and...

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Oh! how love has bloomed—

fantasies like wild flowers plucked
a collection of candlelight craves and desires
fill a wistful star-maiden’s basket;
a bouquet of white asters from Orion’s...

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A few years back, one day, while planting trees
My shovel hit a little metal box
I instantly dropped to my hands and knees
Removing the surrounding dirt...

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Marianne laughs, she's happy
sitting under the magnolia tree 
in Saint Anton's Garden
alone, in Venus's bower
waiting for no one in particular
as the shadows of leaves 
dance...

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Fog settles on the tombstones. In the dark, an eerie blue,
the graveyard is a misty ocean Raven passes through.

She stops. The solitary site is grim,...

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My love is gone, but he has not gone far.
I see his golden locks in waves of wheat,
the blaze of his blue eyes in each...

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they met, once upon a time-
her silky hand melds with his
for but a moment 
an exchanged glance, fleeting
chocolate brown orbs
swimming in pools of milk
ebony hair...

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Let me tell you the story of Miss Jenny Prime,
who spent all of her days making everything rhyme.
It was thought she’d outgrow this strange childhood...

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To chocolate I pay my respects
Some folks say its better than sex
whether milk dark or white
Ev’ry bar I must bite
or I'll get a lack of...

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awoken yet still dreamy
i float towards the window
by which i wait
by which i dream
peering through the fog of reality
i think of you

how I love you...

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There was a time when she lit up 
in the firmness of youth-- like a rose on an April
morn greeting daylight with a petal-soft kiss.
And...

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See me; don’t just look at me.
Gaze into my warmth. . .adoringly.
Don’t utter words when the eyes can say so much.
Trace my face with your...

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