Best Mustard Poems

The mustard seed 

a wild mustard seed took flight 
carried aloft in gathering light 
over thistle'd sage and poppies  
in countless colorful copies

as brash...

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ON MY MOTHER’S PASSING

i wanted to keep my mother physically with me
but it would be like trying to hold the sun
like in life she still...

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"Happiness and sorrow ebb and flow like waves upon a beach, 
and I am but a grain of sand."
      ...

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Hocus Pocus

Poets are like magicians.
They trick the heart into feeling, 
“things” they had no idea, were there at all. 

Sadly poets don’t always know how...

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I Came By…
(to see you)

You don’t see me. 
I see you, everyday. 
I am afraid to say hello. 
You may say good-bye. 

I just want...

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Mustard colored ferns scattered on the hill
Scarlet leaves on branches hang over still
Green trees topped with color, passing by
I left questions behind, no wonders why

Things...

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A dachshund named Oscar was he,
which adored trick or treating with me,
so I had me some fun
when I sewed a cloth bun,
for a Halloween weenie...

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On My Own

It is early in the day for most. 
I am just going to sleep. ‘
This will make many people angry. 
But at times,...

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First Love

A man remembers his first love.
Until he finds his grave.
If he lives to be a hundred.
That's what he'll always crave.

For some it might be...

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Call Your Mother

Pick up the phone...
do it now. 
If you can.
Later if you must, 
I trust that you, 
know the difference. 

She never put you...

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Zanthoxylum shrubs with clustered yellow flowers,
Yolks of eggs and yellow jackets make her want to scream.
Xanthophobia ensnares her. It is sickening
Wakening to an aureate dawn’s...

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   heroes?

there are none here, now ... ever ...
      don’t feign to look, for your eyes will
 ...

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If Jesus thinks of you as I do
Then surely he can’t wait
To coax the sun above the hills
And present to you this day

And if he...

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Another One Down
And another one bites the dust. 

Marriage. 
My friend, my neighbor, the lady next door, 
Rampant miscalculations of being too nice, 
two people...

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Traditional Format

Compassion’s finger strums another note,
he listens as the angels start to sing,
recalling lines from what apostles wrote,
indwells the spirit held by Heaven’s king.

Succinctly spoken...

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