Best Noontime Poems

I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security,
By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity.

Days were spent perusing...

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As the 
story
goes...

A
pesky
fly, 
came buzzing by
to rest and munch
and eat his lunch
and have some fun
on the hound dog's 
nose.

The old dog
snoozed 
without a clue
in the...

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Out where the blooming path comes to an end,
Along with wildflowers and Queen Anne's Lace,
A white sandy beach is waiting in the sunshine,
With a house...

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You came like rain I waited since twilight;
How would I deeply say with tenderness?
the way you filled my life with cool delight,
Like a touch of...

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i love the taste of the moon...
tangerine, compared to the metal taste
of the blistering noontime temperature.
and to inhale the embroidery  of evening,
to me, is...

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Laying my head back, eyes closing,
reminiscing, the years falling away into decades ago
to the 1950s at my grandparents' grand home
for Christmas.

It was a gracious dining...

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There are legends I've heard, old songs in the dark
of the old folklore tales, and the old gypsy trails,
where traveling caravans of rugged old wagons
still...

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When I awoke this early morn
I looked out upon a magic fairyland
Last night a whole new world was born
Nature had been making surprising plans
To paint...

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You taught me how a mortal should live
And this I value more than what Kings give,
Your meek gait from the church into the grave
Such long-lasting...

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Could it be that two city streets meet at a portal
of awakening that leads to enlightenment?
May your next frontier be "Inter-Be" discovery.

Nearly forty years ago...

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The first my starlit darling girl knew dawn,
A sleepy heart awoke in peaceful sun,
So pure was love escaped sweet-newborn fawn,
My own rejoiced renewal brought by...

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She stood, staff in hand ...
Staring down at the man kneeling before her
Strands of her hair danced on the breeze like a stallion's tail
Cinnamon skin,...

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Though virtual reality wasn't new, I hadn't ever once tried it,
Yet the concept fascinated me, like beauty's mysterious secret.

It seemed that the new experience, would...

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she stood,
staff in hand ...
staring down at the
man kneeling before her -
strands of her hair danced on the
breeze like a stallion's tail ...
cinnamon skin, a...

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Holding on with slender vines that gracefully twine the fence.
Ornately draping fragrant blooms, the hummingbirds like best.
'Neath, in your shade, the rabbits rest in the...

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