Best Minutes Poems

You go about your daily life,  but do you even care ?
That one day you will wake up and your earth's not there
And what I'm about to tell you may come as quite a shock
But it's only two minutes to midnight on the Doomsday...

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Poetry convention is now convened
attendance must be asked and seen
Eve - Present
Jan- Present
AnneLise -Present
Santa Claus- Present
Shakespeare -Present
Greek Ghost - Dead
Jesus - Three days late
Bach - Stringing things along

Poets all
dance and sing
paint, draw and hold purse strings
ah but some poets claim such glory
Why then do they...

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Diamonds scrape the surface of my skin
Leaving cuts that shine red ruby blood that follows
So addicting, beauty, what lies beneath us all
We search for this illusion
You stand an illusion yourself
Ticking time bombs rest at the bottom of this bodiless ocean
Take me higher, rising to the...

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I'm not your ev'ry day old fuddy-duddy
I know a dude who's my got-yer-back buddy...

And I'll send you for a plunge 'ore the falls of Niagra
(After my appointment with Dr. Viagra)

Of course I don't NEED it (I don't mean to boast)
It's just extra butter on top...

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The sunset's just light leaving here
8 minutes just to watch it disappear
Just a ball falling into the mouth of the sea
But when I'm with you and you are with me
It's like closed eyes seeing for the first time
We're both getting older and wasting time

The sunset's...

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Solitude be damned to a final emotion 
 When we are puzzled by the mystery of life,
Inspired by misgivings in a distant memory 
 Touched by thought and opinion   

Contemplate the meaning of passion and want     
 When the...

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The hour is late in this death-defying world,
  the Reaper is singing now....
  he has made melody of the many sorrows,
  of the creeping immoral harmonies,
  of the wars without end,
  and bullets and bombs made by the bushel ---
...

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Dear Life,
that betrayed the heart-shaped shells,  
breathing colors of coral caves in slow cadence,  
I’ve surfed through whirling waves of woeful rhymes,
  to navigate tides of tormented tercets,  
  to cleanse my stained soul with briny bliss,  
 ...

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The last of my final hour I look around the room and spot my children  
He is arguing argumentatively with his sister and flailing his hands in the air 
Everyone is going on about my death as if it was something happening to them
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When I see my day in chunks of fifteen minutes
It’s impossible to feel overwhelmed
I feel blessed with newfound freedom
Take a bath
Read a few pages
Walk to the corner of the street
Take in a few sunrays
Stop and listen to a bird chant
Take a photo or two of...

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How long are eight minutes
                                it's centuries-old
       ...

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When the tar-soaked rain cascades from ominous clouds,  
And the oceans roar with Poseidon’s might,  
As the screaming ground heaves beneath your careless feet,  
Will your deadly heart remember the last 39 minutes of my life?  
When tears stained my scarred...

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They said you have three minutes to write a me poem.
Each line started with I am, and there were ten lines.
I needed less than a minute.
I am creative.
I am an artist.
I am a poet.
I am a cartoonist.
I am a dog-lover.
I am a grandmother of ten.
I...

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A busy wife and mom, she always seemed late
But she didn’t know why, at times she would wait
When a sense of urgency was of great import
Especially to those waiting, most in need of her support

For those of us wondering, “How could she always take so...

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Room 5 – that’s where it starts
It is always 14 minutes from being nowhere
You can settle in for liquid cocktails
Ordered up by an oncologist and pharmacist
The mixologist has 10 years experience delivering the Red Devil
No mucking about. She knows how to get you where you...

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