Best Mayhap Poems

There was a time when I was young,
My cousin Glenn and I,
Did fall in love with one young man,
Whose face and form were fine.

He had...

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I am trying to sleep here; can someone let the world know?

Somewhere the pressure cooker whistles, 
Rises in the night air, the smell of pulao...

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“ So It Shall Be ”

Aye... then so it shall be...
as faire lass doth so request now o'me.
A'holler so 'twas that o'which she'd asked...
In a...

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TIME WILL TELL

A modest planet and quietly progressing
Troubling no other and fealty confessing
 Surviving well enough and paying its dues;
 Quiet corner of the galaxy....

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The first flame will always be its own.
None can ever mirror it.
A second flame born of the same candle
may be coaxed to life;
but 'twill ne'er...

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In blood-washed canyonlands a stallion stands,
soft eyes trained on a fire-hearted mare.
Watching her nervously circle the sands,
prancing forward and back; she weighs out his dare.

He's...

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Oft times the path we choose in life
Be it the wide or straight and narrow.
We think we're traveling all alone
But God knows of the falling...

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Don't be such a snob, my friend,
Looking down on others who,
Haven't done  single thing,
To cause such pain to you.

Because perhaps they're new in town,
Not...

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Perhaps if we were to take apart grief as we unravel life  
one single moment unstitched pulled out of time 
we'd begin to see...

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Each of us has one;
each alone may see it,
and none is ever touched these days.
Its content, though, is real enough.
There little blocks of memory
are carelessly...

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The sun was high, the wall was warm, its orange hue'd bricks looked a treat..'

Soon basking there without a care, was Humpty; disposition 'sweet'...!

He didn't...

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The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The...

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In maudlin verse his tale was told,
Of sailors, ships or captains bold.
Naught for us but fancy seemed,
Thought mayhap 'twas what he'd dreamed.

Of sea or song...

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Some sacrificial fonts are filled
with sanctified water
others overflow with blood and bile
all but for the rose petals camouflage
dare we know the difference 

A holy child...

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When little CJ comes to visit
She asks me for her "colors,"
The bright, fat crayons that "nanna" keeps
In a recycled butter tub.
We share the color book;...

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