Best Near And Dear To My Heart Poems

I was a meticulous city planner, like future plans we make for jasmine days,
And I loved beautifying the big city, like blooming parks where nature plays.

I was ever striving to improve the metropolis, proposing plans and projects,
And meeting with public officials, as stars and moon...

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Bird in a guilded cage, a broken heart, a solitary soul
Road less travelled, a soul full of longing, my heart bleeds
On a wing and a prayer, my heart is a lonely hunter, a weary soul
    
    Kiss the rose,...

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Something I've always wondered about
A subject near and dear to my heart
Why don't sheep shrink in the rain
It's puzzled me right from the start!

A theory that sometimes is bandied about
Maybe their wool is non-shrinking
Sounds quite a bit far fetched to me
Someone's jazzing me I'm thinking!

Quite...

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God blessed the world with a precious gem. My mother my pearl the woman of my world. A 
fine gem it was to bless the lady that i love. A Love so fine, a love so devine, A love that 
leaves no one behind. God...

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Something I've always wondered about
A subject near and dear to my heart
Why don't sheep shrink in the rain
It's puzzled me right from the start!

A theory that sometimes is bandied about
Maybe their wool is non-shrinking
Sounds quite a bit far fetched to me
Someone's jazzing me I'm thinking!

Quite...

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As the sun began to set, cursed words smeared the screen
A familiar face vanished everywhere I once loathed to see it
It was a heady rush I never dreamed of experiencing
The taste of iron on my tongue sent my head spinning

Thus began the longest night
From mid-November...

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There's many subjects near and dear to my heart
But none so dear as blowing farts off a cart
On our way to the market
Towns folks are the targets
They're not even safe in the underground car park


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Its sad how lost she is 
Knowing only the roots of her 
hair ..
Knowing only the trees she sees 
in the yard but not the trees 
God made - the trees that run 
thru her veins .. 
Its sad how the country she 
knows is...

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Freedom of speech is to reiterate the liberty I feel when I am around you.
Freedom of speech is to reinforce through verbal communication that I miss you.
Rather than the silence of closed lips, concealing every heartfelt thought that tears away at my heart that goes...

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Oh he who walks out on a beautiful maiden,
shall lose everything near and dear to his heart,
for he were true,
he'd leave all the silver and gold to be with his woman.
Love is true,
and truth is courage that tests a gentleman's faith.

Oh love be with me,...

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As I was reading my poem to Deborah…a daily ritual I adore…
she stopped me saying, “Jim, I think I’ve heard this poem before.”

Words that immediately began to echo…to reverberate in my ears…
words, I dare to imagine, every poet fears.

Then I did a little research…which is...

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You’re an *******.
Words muttered out of context, out of line.
A rage-shadowed truth,
but with such unexpected forthrightness,
it missed its mark,
serving only to deepen our divide.
Home is no longer where happy is.
I’m not sure it ever was. 
There’s no abuse hurled or fists weaponized,
and much
— if not...

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Here I am again on this nights eve
Wishing so hard you were here with me
And from this moment we would never leave
But for now all I have are these words
And there it is my heart being worn on my sleeve
It's laying there trying so very...

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YOUR BROWN EYES HOLD A STORY,
A STORY OF PAIN. 
SOMETHING YOU’RE HIDING THAT IS JUST 
NOT THE SAME.
WHAT IS YOUR STORY BABE?
WHAT ARE YOU HIDING,WHAT DEMONS ARE
YOU STILL FIGHTING?
YES,CHANGE IS SCARY BUT IT HAPPENS EVERYDAY
SO TELL ME BABY WHO CAUSED YOU SO MUCH PAIN.
YOUR BROWN...

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