Best Mailbox Poems

He remembers when his many bolts
weren't ringed in rust,
and his seams weren't blackened
with years of grime and dust.

The post upon which he sat
was gray and weathered now,
and had become just slightly
west of plumb somehow.

The screw that held his little flag
had long ago come loose,
chipped and...

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The dusty road cuts through the rolling green plain
No twist or bend or end in sight
Only a small puddle from a recent rain
And a mailbox standing upright.

It used to bring letters, cards from one and all
And on holidays a treasure
A link to the outside world,...

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a new mailbox
with children planting flowers –
homestead

12/29/2016...

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an empty mailbox
with the door broken off –
rainfall

12/29/2016...

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a full mailbox 
covered with morning glory –
e-bay

12/29/2016...

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a rusty mailbox 
covered with briers and brambles –
broken house

12/29/2016...

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I see it every day
                               Everyone wants to tell me something:
    ...

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stopped in a crowd
didn't go with the flow
a brief second 
lifted my head
from the ground
from the neon
the chitty chat
all the glitter and glow
nonstop static
from madison ave.
from hollywood and vine
(especially up pennsylvania ave)
beating up 
my soul
abused spouse of life
government
family
your insatiable gods
a tax on the very air
(exhalation...

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Empty Mailbox


Papa, the mail box is empty again
Every day we walk down the road
Hoping to see something from Berlin
In that little box that holds so much hope

It’s just a little white box
At the end of our driveway
On a post the color of a fox
Address is...

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Mailbox


So every evening 

coming back home 

I take a knowing peek 

inside the old mailbox 


and knowing I know, 

it seems to me,  

the rude bare bottom 

sneers at me...

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Many days have passed 
the cloud has gone in the spring day
and the leaves of autumn had flown
into the empty sky, 
searching for a place to go

Like the letter in the mailbox
that has grown old, forgotten by times
 every word written has been gently erased
forgotten...

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The message you sent me
is silent but still a message
I try to understand
the way of the roots
the migrating silence of water.
We take from nature
what we can, I study the silence
I picture you miles north.
leaning over the empty pages,
Dear...... you to write
but already the page is...

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first snowfall
pristine coat of white
footprints to mailbox



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on June 7, 2018...

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red flag up
first christmas cards
in mailbox


posted on June 11, 2018...

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six kids
new house
no running water



posted on June 6, 2018...

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