Best Lofted Poems

Young Father Murphy, Parish Priest, 
he rang Archbishop Moore, 
advising him he suddenly 
had taken rather poor.  
"I'll not be fit for Sunday mass 
as I'm confined to bed, 
I'm hoping please your Eminence 
you'll do it please instead." 
 
"Good Father Murphy say...

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P ower held with in my grip, Run bastard, run.
I nnocence once taken can never be un-ripped.
C olorful the names they'll call me now, hateful;
k eep your pity, you've not poisoned my soul. 

Y earling limbs spread for you and you rode.
O nly anger lofted...

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bittersweet vine
twist like pipe curls on a finger
blue birds sings

bird song arias
wake the sun-soaked cat napping
feathers fly

down laced twigs
incubate the Robin’s blue eggs
puss licks his whiskers

lofted sparrow hawk
warm basket of new born kittens
noon whistle...

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Some Say Golf Game

Some say my golf game is really great,
And to go again I sure can hardly wait;
When balls have been hardly driving,
People are astounded and need reviving.

What the most surely would surprise me;
Badly driven ball had hit branch of a tree
Which is when whole...

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I know the Bear.
     watcher, courage
          unpredict(ability)
I know the Snake.
     wisdom of initiation

I know the Wolf.
I know a pack of 'em.
     loyalty, intuition


I know...

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Lost in My Senses

What wondrous night so warm and magical,
I saw you through the tangle of leaves, the breeze gently kissing your delicate cheeks.
You weaved slowly to and fro as the yellow Chrysanthemum moon spilled its molten gold 
on to your velvety cloak of royal...

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I found John today.
John died yesterday. 

I read of John today.
I vibrate now to his pinch.

Somewhere by a poisoned river
a dead man was born...
Somewhere by a noisy airfield
a pre-writ obit finds me -
The news can still be news.
My future in writing has
been torn and reborn,
today....

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Titans tilting, tangibly human windmills
Swaying sentries, harboring haloed witness 
  Lofted coal mines, timber canary cages  
            Whispers from redwoods


    Bite Size Poem no34 Poetry Contest...

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What wondrous night so warm and magical,
I saw you through the tangle of leaves, the breeze gently kissing your delicate cheek.
You weaved slowly to and fro as the yellow Chrysanthemum moon 
spilled its molten gold onto your velvety cloak of regal blue.

Tall tendrils of bamboo...

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Virgin skin and smiling eyes
lightly steps in black disguise.
The shadowed depths to travel in
‘neath lofted moon’s pale unveiling.
Spirited way on her lover’s calls,
sneaks through silent mirrored halls,
through the arch of guiltless pleasure,
down unknown flights of enthused lore.
Startled by the prickly shifting breeze
that stirs the ground...

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sail ship of lofted line
down the keelway rolling fine
splashing birth to berth...

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The new roves are not like the old,
They purvey an unwieldy aspect
To their elderly kindred folk;
Even on this steep hill forms encroach
Upon an edifice grand of bygone grandeur;

 So to ‘Ghurt Muire’ that Jacobean domain
With its winding entrance avenue,
And meadows of barley cane;
There the ancient...

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Remembering the pool 
down by the port
where at times we use to swim
sometimes with friends 
sometimes alone
at times beneath the moon
black and blue beautiful hues
arm in arm just me with you
the stars above ignited a light 
I thought would never end
the days and nights at...

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Lucent snake
                                           From...

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I have one great thing that comes so warmly
Tears soaked in love.
My darlington -- pigmy doll.

I rolled my heart like a roller on your tiny cage;
I dewed the evening tide in your leafy page. 
I gleaned the minutes to write;
I felt your hug and enjoyed...

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