Best Moving On Poems

I'm not selling a house, i'm leaving my home.
Happy times together, months spent alone.
Morning sickness, baby loss, labour and birth
Planting my seeds in good strong earth.
Mess in the kitchen, prams in the hall
Mud on the carpet, pen on the wall;

First we were two, then 3,...

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-Escape of the mountain-

Do you care about my breast?
The new curve - countryside corset
The beauty of every summer dress 
Laying down, wearing out gravity 
Embracing the same feeling;  
Your hands indulged in
Passion and devotion
around perfumed scenery 
     The perfect pair

Today...

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They expected her to be the jolly fun one.
The one   w e a r i n g   a smile on her face.
So she became.....who they wanted her to be
She was quick with her wit, telling her practiced fat jokes.
It was a...

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WALLPAPER

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Paper Thin
Cut down to any size,
Crumble, crop me wrong 
Pull the insulation from my heart.
Never will I be "A Paper Doll!"
Thank you for calling me a "Friend!"
Thank you for wasting  my "time!"
Enjoy the WALLPAPER display
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Layers and layers of lifeless brick
KEEPS EVERYTHING OUT! 
Emotional poster...

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I’m the one who needs to be somewhere else, 
I cannot stay in one place.
The grass is green where I’ve never been
and never have shown my face.
When I look back on every track
where there’s nothing to entice 
me to return to where I never yearn.
You...

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"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white,   deep shallow wells,   -yet beautiful
He smirks with a grin,  an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard of beauty,   running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young...

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I have deleted the 2 poems I posted earlier today, and instead I offer what will be my final write.  I have read the comments on T.J's blog, written in defense of all poets who have been mistreated by what T.J. called bullies and...

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lesson one

i wake up alone
for the first time
the silence is deafening

i want to get up
but every fiber in me
is dead weight

i want to call my mother
and ask her how a widow
gets out of bed in the morning
but i won’t do that to her
i will figure...

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Blue moon rising 
on a stormy night
I sit sobbing 
without you
 
Sadness, 
when we fell out of love
The point of no return, 
drifting apart
You broke my heart, 
my fragile heart
 
Now you're gone, 
I'm missing you
Guess it's over
Tell me why
 
Whispers on the wind
Words:
disappointment
dejection
disillusioned
rejection
 
A...

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Into the darkness
No fear to be found
Echoing silence
Noiseless sound

A new beginning
That feels like the end
Blown away
But there is no wind

A storm is brewing
Yet the sky is clear
Sobbing and shaking
Without shedding a tear

My soul is drowning
My eyes are dry
I cannot live
I cannot die

A shattered heart beats
The...

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Sitting on the cusp of dusk and evening
Placidly he ruminates where life has been 
When she still believed in vibrant springs
And exulted dawning of purple mornings
Echoing exuberance of seasons’ calling
Fragile, yet colorful, as autumnal leaves
Delicate, aesthetic, as snowflakes falling--
Until she chose to surrender her dreams.

Oh!...

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I’ve decided to be rid of some things:

	a moth-holed sequined dress with bitter tags,
	the weeping journal of ennui and pain,
        the mocking trophy case of trophied dust,
        proud calligraphed to-do lists...

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Hold on tight 
    A journey begins 
    Not in the crowded city streets 
    A journey of high mountains 
    as close to heaven 
    that you think you...

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No words can express my elation at becoming a mother
Show my tears of joy on that perfect wintery morn
Go and show my parents our tiny new born son
Snow flakes fell like confetti on the day that you were born 

Haze of my brain adapting to...

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How many roses since have come and gone?
he thought as he sat looking at her grave.
How many futures had been staked upon
those brilliant blooms to her he often gave?

What stiff buds like hands in prayer since drawn
in oils on canvas did she seem to crave?

“White...

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