Best More.. Poems

I am more than your definitions
more than affixed labels
placed on my anatomy
more than your misconceptions
or even valid perceptions
I am more

I am more than what's written of me
More than what the eye can see
more than what the heart can feel
more than what you think is real
I...

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(note:  picture is essential to the poem)

POTD 11-25-17

Teacher said my decisions needed consequences.
I have to write a million gazillion sorry sentences.
Billy was stupid to tease me, call my family poor.
I had to kick Billy so he wouldn’t say it more.
Just like Dad does, I...

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Jesus gives me directions
To love as He has loved
With a sincere compassion
That knows no conditions

This love of His has no limits
It goes beyond worry and strife
It fills the heart with a joy…
That can only be expressed in rebirth

This love of His has a purpose
To give...

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Her trembling twilight 
dims with streaking purple tears
bruised by youthful years of bleeding pain
hurting but never hugged --
locked in the arms of atmosphere’s apathy
that smeared with fiendish fingers
a contusing plum palette
across any hope in her godforsaken horizon ~

this sorrowful songbird 
who sings with the shattered...

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POTD 8th Jan 24


 NOTHING LESS ~ NOTHING MORE

The ambushed night when all was still,
Amidst the gloom, anxiety took my will.
Though the moon cast its calming glow,
shadows lurked in the night's dark flow.

As the final pages turned, I pondered on treasured lessons I'd learned.
I took...

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Haunted by the death of dreams 
and slaughtering of innocence 
but too afraid to dig up the bones 
and examine our own mistakes, 
we bury our heads instead, 
blindly following greedy leaders 
who give nothing but hollow words  
and meaningless moments of silence. ...

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Andrea D?...No brainer:
Dandy
Andie

Or in her younger, wilder days she may have been:
Randy
Andie?
(Just kidding! Just kid...Ouch!)

I have no choice but to categorize several poems by my mentor as:
Guzzi's
Doozies
(Now don't YOU start on me Deb!)

Ms. Macmillan's writing style is quite modern so here-to-forth she is:
Trendy
Cyndi
(You're not gonna'...

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“Something More” 

Softly pastels spill
from lips where
crimson speaks the heart

time brushed its coarse
hands along the body 
of my work 

and like a voyeur
you watched
the romance of it all 

never once 
being touched
your eyes kissed 

the bell curves
as they rose and fell
such dedication 

to the symphonic
values...

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Why A Poem Is More Than Ink On A Page

Why a poem is more than ink on a page
its heart, soul and sweet treasure at any age
can be expressing sorrows and deep rage
or gems of wisdom from a brilliant sage,
a singer that lyrics so sweetly...

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You severed my wings
For your failure to fly
But I soar - 'cause I'm more
than your ex, or your why.

11/6/19...

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to be your wind, the wind beneath your wings, 
would that be more than enough ? 

. . to feel you, 
to know you 

oh- to be the sun, when day has begun 
    your light, 
the moon at midnight 

would you...

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What Holds More Resplendent Gifts Of The Great And Vast Beyond

Seas of poetry orations, I once took my swims
being strong in spirit, stouter in heart and lithe of limbs
What dread had I of illness or passage of Father Time
when great beauty of verse sang so...

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Before I die, I want my grandchildren to know these things.
Believe in yourself and be your own best friend.
No one else can keep your secrets like you can.
And if you do not believe in yourself, it will be difficult for others to.

I want my grandchildren...

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As the evening crept in
whisper of pines unfolded slowly another story,
every single instant seemed one decade;
unknown stars above blinking endlessly,
hand in hand ,our hearts unbridled themselves
and then escaped somewhere into darkness,
old moon unveiled the amazing mountains
every tree inundated by oozing silver;
under this autumn sky
enchanted by...

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I am immeasurably honoured to have been invited to collaborate with as fine a poet as Robert Lindley. Our first collaborative process has been very quick, very instinctive and very natural. Thank you, Robert, for a very rewarding joint venture.

As I Plot Just One More...

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