Best Made Poems

It had been a long night, an hour drive just to be with my sister. One must stay in touch with family; it’s the right thing to do. I don't even know what movie we saw. Here she was again in all her glory whining,...

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A POEM MADE UP OF CLICHES

At Poetry Soup we're admonished
Never to use cliches
They provide us an extensive list
For the error of our ways

But one thing you can rely on
Is people just don't pay heed
Like a dog gnawing a ham bone
Poets write stuff unfitten to read

Over...

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There he sat among the ashes, thinking he was, oh, so good,
Just a tiny glowing ember that was once a piece of wood,
And he thought that he was better than the embers there that day,
But, alas, he didn't know that soon his pride would turn...

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I. The Hour of Approach

The poem I was writing refused to end—  
it kept writing me.  
Blood didn't ink these lines—  
the ink bled me.  
Each stanza a hidden-hematoma  
across the white of nothingness.

Somewhere, midnight faltered,  
and I was...

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"Made In China"

They can have my money
If it saves me money

The toys I played with when I was young,
Says I enjoyed their hands
The Labels read 
"MADE IN CHINA"

The cheap material on my back, the shoes I wore. 
How easily they faded and tore
However, I enjoyed...

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A simple scene a nestling seeks the comfort of the night
to lay enthralled, engrossed,  in memories of past days,
the nectar drawn from rivulets that run past blackened lash.

A lidded eye roves left, then right, as if it’s been betrayed
a corner tick, a slight knee...

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Those evil thorns of bitterness
That couldn't bear to see
This child so loved and so adored
By their father
Captain Lee

Until one day in early May
When she went out to play
In  fields drenched in morning  dew
Above a wind swept Bay
While standing there
Out on a ledge
Above a...

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I Am Mortal Man, Made Of Mere Flesh And Bone

Sad and lost soul walked in his old worn shoes,
dark clouds covered his bowed and forlorn head.
Life had beat him hard, made him pay heavy dues,
cast jagged stones into his every night's bed.
He looking back at...

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When taking a bath in the tub
The first thing you'll notice, if you stay in too long,
Is how your fingertips shrivel.
Then, as you rub and scrub,
You might see bits of skin coming off your legs and arms
And you begin to grow little.

Some children pay no...

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Sun brush slow as dawn's light breaks
kiss gently on this heart that wakes
warm up days   til night stand guard
when breeze blows brisk and mighty hard

Tap lightly on her peeked cheek this morn
where thoughts of love and life are born
bring forth to her ...

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Last night,
I had a dream -
after so long,
I saw your face..

Those eyes looked straight at me.
I felt emotions not felt for so long -
like I was the moon,
my tears fell like stardust.

Finally,
I began to breathe,
sleeping but walking awake -
before you took me in your arms.

One...

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Think, children: what will you tell
your grandchildren when they ask
about Earth--once bursting green
and red and yellow with blossoms
everywhere, and bushes serene 
in shadows of lime-colored trees,
with bird songs filling the air?

I hope you'll remember turquoise seas
brimming with life, color dancing on
water, boats with white sails,...

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Some days are made to be beautiful
                                They are made to shine
Not just gaze...

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The spiders were crawling into her eye sockets but she was okay with it 

Like she had been okay with the mouse biting her big toe 

And the cobra hissing loudly into her right ear 

She was okay with everything; not wanting to make waves....

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Because Of Grace And Beauty Your Dancing Steps Made

Where bright red in your dance dress, shows truth in your heart
gold and silver lace my dreams of time spent with you.
Tho' fate sent dark storms driving us so far apart,
my memories are as bright as your...

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