Best Miniature Poems

"i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go . . . "
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A visitor—
icicle fingers
tapping on my windows' pain—
white blanket in tow

Hurting enough, I paid him no mind
so he kept tap, tap, tapping
‘til cobweb-like cracks appeared:
a final,...

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A man with a quiet demeanor
was cursed with a miniscule wiener.
He tried lotions and pills
But not one cured his ills.
Now he's a silent nail hole...

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I walk along the old familiar path in the wood of my childhood -
the place that I willingly abandoned  
for the lure of new...

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When leaks my pen of flowing ink
I quickly staunch the flood
by blotting with my fingertip
the pool of chromatic drip

Escapees while my mind took flight
wandering across...

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She kept it all inside her
and never spoke a word,
though her thoughts flew and darted
like a trapped and frantic bird.

Inside her was a garden
that was...

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My breath becomes visible when I exhale
into the chill of the still, winter air
but, I do not mind the cold.
I hear nothing, but the solemn...

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Tonight, a montage is brushed with a splendor
of glazed branches : an arrangement of russet
teal and orange; dappled wisps enticing
my spirit for a pilgrim beyond...

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Kitty in Butterfly Garden

They say I’m curious, but what of these?
These strange miniature beautiful things!
They flutter like aqua leaves in the breeze.
How fragile they seem...

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The dream of every Little Leaguer
in our town was to play in The Ballpark.
The Ballpark was the diamond 
where all the Major League games were...

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Little houses deep asleep
   In beds with down pillows
      people are
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In the world  of all comforts,
In the world of absolute care and affection,
In the world of motherhood.
Ten months I was basking, in my mother's...

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lit up with the power to attract and excite
and framed by a window of the toy shop that night
a miniature world of trains, bridges and...

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So many falling stars!
A meteor shower bursting
like a miniature firework,
Silvery sparkles diving down the sky,
There behind the northern star
Down to the hazy horizon
Far from the...

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They were the warm tears that cool down
when they touch the pillow,
making a miniature puddle of memories
that can only be described as that.
They can’t be...

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