Best Merits Poems

You asked me the other day, my friend, 
who I am and I replied:
I am you in another body!
Yes, it is true,  
Look, how...

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Critics

Wrote a poem in the sand,
Wonder how it fares if left alone,
Will it bear on its own merits
Or juxtapose by meddling hands,
Meantime, sun-dries it again,
Wind...

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Sustained by the frequent spring showers
Adorned by rosettes of dark green
They burst into dense yellow flowers
The florets parading their sheen.

They sway to sensations of pleasure...

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Her poetry springs from inspiration.

Her service merits admiration.

She sees the hue of souls and hearts,

speaks with hands, knows magic arts,

loves the sea, rides the skies;

Easily...

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I am bored with Poetrysoup

Premier Poetry website rekindled my poetic talent 
Veterans loved my work and inspired to showcase talent
But soon got entangled in Members...

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The other day
you asked me my friend, who I am
I replied:
I am you in another body!

Yes, it is true
look, how much alike we are,
no matter...

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"Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch ,but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same" 

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When Sweet And Soft Morn No Longer Calls Out,
Dedicated to my dear friend, Connie Marcum Wong

When heart is broken, ocean is drained
All becomes sad-blue, all...

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Thru maritime miles of minions in motion
We hedge our opinions while pledging devotion	
To serving the Captain and sharing our smiles
Through barrels of onions and flea-bearing...

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Living the most complete life--
 No man deserves less or more from living than another
 From a tiny drop of nectar, a flower blooms
 One...

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Admittedly a little bit of me can see I have an ability
missing ambition to mission living submissively in submission,

If I believe built into me 
a...

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MAVERICK FREE VERSE

A hero is not each man
Lying on green battlefields
With chest riven, bloody hands
Waving at his honoured Death.
A hero is that man,
Who grasps his...

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As darkness absorbed in my reveries, my usual lapse accommodated itself in height of melancholy but not in this conscience. Then I found myself in...

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Will the human race actually feel triumphant 
with the extinction of our African elephant,

why don’t humans believe it’s preposterous 
that Earth only homes two hundred...

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Mother Nature takes care of her kin;
plants, animals, this ancient sylvan;
with gentle compassionate caress,
and old Sol’s help bestows fluoresce.

Tree leaves sway in the suttle breeze,
knowing...

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