Best Markings Poems

The atmosphere rings with the bell like calls
of the plover flock, long before they are spotted.
The flight herringbones a grey fedora sky.
Markings of white and...

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Sitting with her now
       Watching 
How did she get so old?
       How did...

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Though Santa never responded to pleas
There was just one gift on my list each year
A horse that could run at the speed of light
A bold...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wtpPcmLKRFU   Dancing Bird


Yesterday, I saw a shadow dart across my keyboard.
When I turned to look outside the window, 
I spied upon a sparrow...

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The leaf of my love fell
in quiet autumn silence
Slowly descending 
from the swaying limb
of unanticipated romantic tremors
Caught off balance was
my sense of equlibrium
Shaken by the...

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Drip

Drop

Water drop cascades under sapphire afterglow
Undoing 4 month deprivations

Muffled moans surround crimson fireplace

Crackling of fire
Thrusts of skin
Retinal vibrations shutter her pilot light deep within

She ascended...

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For Snickers, Aug. 2013 - May 3, 2022

My husband fell in love with him on sight -
the little puppy he brought home one day.
In welcoming...

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Was that mark on my skin there yesterday?
There is no way for me to remember
A tattoo my shoulder did once display
Seemed to have disappeared last...

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the markings are all gone
washed away 
invisible 
and yet they are still so evident 

etched into my mind 
every piece 
perfectly fitted until
that day 

the...

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Thanks to Muhammad Imtiaz for allowing me to work with him to create this piece. I added a bit of fantasy to his real life...

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Of Western Red Cedar, totems are made
Though few have been built in the last decade

Tribal emblems speak of lost lives with pride
Striking they appear as...

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My poems are weak and the verse is lacking
And At this moment you're attacking
Correcting and dissecting
And inspecting it for flaws

You're reading it and bleeding it
And...

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I look outside to see your paw prints among the crystal snow
The perfect markings of your day of play until my friend you had to...

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Across the valleys and far-reaching hills
the spirit of man  to this day remains…
keepers  of liberty guard  one covenant
though  battles rage across...

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The birds were feasting
on mutilated remains,
maggots oozed,
from the ruptured veins,
as bodies piled high
of casualties with no names,
ripped flesh,
rancid smell,
guts mesh,
and visions right from hell,
the markings...

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