Best Lullabied Poems

Where Love Grew 



Beneath the maple tree 
is where our love first started to grow 
Green buds of unblossomed love, 
basking in the golden dappled...

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This is about San Francisco,1967

Oh, yes that city had its own song!
It was a siren's call that sang;
"Here, Panagiota, is where you do belong!"
And my...

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The surgeon generals 
are scalpel meeting once again
Fear doktors of war
are planning to raise another mar
on Earth’s topographical skin

Pigmented epidermal cells
are being prosperity lullabied put...

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a patch of, alluring sea
the wonder of this buoyancy

the gentle waves, the searing sun
with all of nature, I am one

my aches and pains just drift...

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When early rose the sun, 
came first steps and a smile.
Humane, you were the one
to give and never tire.
Not just a house, you said,
we're building...

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Procrastination
resembles for  Death,
said comrade Lenin
as soon as emerges the  chance  for overplot
and killed  the nascent democracy in Russia
when the country to...

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It is a Sunday morning.

The day before was still,

yet eventful and surprising:

sacredness met in holy places

and inspired persons.

Petrified trees and slave traders’ bedrooms;

cattle grazing and...

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Blue hour silhouettes materialize
The starlets all went dreaming
Lullabied by the sun...

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Mull was culled from intestines of smeared thoughts
raking the dandruff of exotic dreams that swelled in nights hot
destined to be doomed in spectres of rejection...

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There came no blackbird to nest in your claw-hand,
Kevin, or fledge a brood strange and sun-shunned
as you in the cold, cooped, dirt and straw
strakes where...

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I grew up as a child
near a freeway construction zone
Took many an afternoon naps
lullabied by the sound of machinery drone
And to this very day
when I...

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They ate and they drank
in the days of Noah and Lot
Then there was fire and rain
	when the judgment days came
Two righteous men gave a faithful...

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Memory tends to glorify a place. Growing up in West Texas, one of my favorite memories is going out with some of my friends to...

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Saturday nights at Barney’s
Rowdy Cowboy Honky-Tonk,
Our band sang soulful love songs
That cried while our guitars wailed.
We oozed moods for fresh lovers,
And throbbing hearts on the...

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Autumn Rose Wood
Yep, that is me
Gotta thank my husband
He is such a sweetie!

I have had three last names
But that one I like best
It invokes magic...

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