Best Making Poems

I walked out to a cottonwood
Who lives out in the hay
And since he had no livelihood
Decided I would stay

A root of his became my chair
He sighed and gently swayed
As silently he cleaned the air
I rested in his shade

I told him 'bout my neighborhood
The miles I...

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I gather up each word, each thrown away,
putting my poetry back together;
words "thrown" to wither and decay,
     this garbage- I love forever.
       My poems called worthless,
       my poems so...

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The world was silent as they died
The victims of a genocide
Armenian blood considered cheap
Dehumanized, their wounds cut deep
Starvation in a desert land
A naked, bleeding, hopeless band
The relocation just a ruse
A Death March of rampant abuse

Few decades later, Hitler said,
“Forgotten are Armenian dead.
Perhaps I too can...

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Introspection 

suspends in dark blue amnion
as rainwater blooms a reflection pool
an oasis of energy for contemplative embryo;
in stillness I grow.. my pulse a flowing stream of raindrops 
my body  the rhythm maker   
my mind  the artiste
in a cocoon  a rhythmic...

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letting go of fear
dandelion seeds flicker
into the sunset...

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There’s fire in the way your eyes do smolder
with lust your gaze caresses every curve
of my body making you grow bolder
to trill and pluck and tingle every nerve.

Arousing touch awakens my desire
as waves of passion roll like timpani,
ravished by your rapture takes me higher
our movements...

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It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day
an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after 
overwhelming luminous glare fainted
a somewhat true-to-life footpath in
a back of structured quaintness

Encountering myself at a passionate spring
oozing its life gliding o'er its rocky bosom
chasms sufficed with furtherance laden
gifts of living courses tunneling down
from...

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How to mold a villain?
They say it takes a village to raise a child,
Yet with a whisper, a villain can be styled.
the steps are simple,

Tell them gravity's grip is no chain,
Assure them they can soar with no pain.
Convince them their value's self-defined,
Obscure purpose, keep their...

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As lovers tethered to the sandy shore
Who feel the soft motion of smoothest waves
As love's warmest lips meet for love and more
In wondrous desires this our moment craves
Beneath the changing sky, our love will find 
A sensual realm of dreams we will view
In a world...

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I meander down a path sublime
Running fingers through sands of time
I come to seek the universal truth
While reminiscing upon my youth




Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~CLOUDS MEANDER~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on September 16, 2019 for contest ARBITRIUM DIVISA 4  sponsored by GREGORY R...

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Ohhhhh Electic touch shock my body awake
Arched back and gutteral moans
Shivers sweep my skin like circling tongues
Ohhhhh scream beautiful wild sounds
I can not lie still, nor think
Thoughts escape me and I - I - I - ohhhhhhhh
Ohhh Rapid touch 
Torment me till I am begging
No,...

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Sometimes you have to make the best,
Of the bad luck thrown your way;
Get on with your life, to heck with the rest,
And just enjoy your day;

I was having me a terrible day,
Everyone grumbling at work;
No one had anything nice to say,
And my boss was being...

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Wanna make a baby?
Here's how it goes....
The ***** enters the vagina.
Then out comes a flow.

Meanwhile from the ovary,
down the fallopian tube.
A tiny egg is swimmimg
and plops into the uterine lube.

After a fierce battle
the fastest sperm wins.
Brakes through the egg's shell.
Then multiplication in ovum begins.

Oxygen and...

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Upon the winds whispering so gently a love story unfolds
Under soft beautiful clouds with rainfalls splashing love
With two lovers holding, caressing, and kissing one another

The radiant azure sky fresh with recent rain and a rainbow
Gives way toward evening to a cold moon face wishing to...

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Chef 's Winter dishes are simply delicious, not too much oil or cream.

Rich or plain,  taste tested to perfection, tiny portions sometimes steamed

He starts  the day with freshly squeezed orange juice,coffee and toast.

And embarks on a fitness journey along the seaside in Adelaide.

Today...

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