Best Noting Poems

Now, when the day is cool and new

While fragile light is still allowed

My paper captures views of you

Your eyes, the shape of shifting clouds

While fragile...

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For every grain of sand the ocean shoreline comes to move
To count them all a task so very long
Fill your hand with grains that come...

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I choose to be 
the last to speak.
Then other’s answers I can seek.
Each one of them is unique!
There is power
in embracing my meek.
When my thoughts...

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From your hands that dipped me in cool tubs 
and soft morn wakes, you were the gentle lion
taming my bohemian strains; the lamb of summer
rain...

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You will need a terrific setting.  The suck up kids are nodding. 
Make sure that your character is interesting. 
She says this in a...

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Grandma, The Farm And The Silent Young Cat

Before soft golden rays the roses slept
Night, its slumbers had not yet bid adieu
From its barn perch the...

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New Year’s Day. It’s early morning. I glance out my office window, noting a thin layer of frost has coated the cars, trees, grass, and...

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Today, meandering through the clutter of the local antique store,
I almost tripped and fell over an object partially hidden on the floor!
My hands came to...

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A clinging coolness in the morning air
Makes boyhood autumns live once more—
Blue-ribbon produce at the county fair,
Father trimming a newly sticking  door.

Walking to school...

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Sometimes I just want to say
I reckon it doesn’t matter any way

I remember once I watched a ghost
Fly into a soul and become the host

As...

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joy of written word 

Here comes the festival again
‘For the joy of written word’
There comes a time when 
My excitement is limitless
Like the little children...

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His was,
A kiss of promise
A kiss of challenge
A kiss of power
And a kiss of doom
Where our lips had met
He was a threat, a strident peril
And...

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Before the future and after the past
We have found each other’s souls at last

In the beat of a heart I was able to see
The rest...

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We often speak of 'family and friends,'
Noting that family's first, friends at the end.

But what of the fellow whose family is nil?
For him friendship is...

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Twelve little girls and eight little boys
Each one the source of their parent’s joys,
Innocent children following rules,
Paper and pencils their magical tools.

Holidays coming, rehearsal of...

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