Best Observer Poems

genius?
sometimes you are in its minimal spotted light...sometimes!
other times you just know you've been touched and you freeze,
moved but frozen...like a stranger it moves in,...

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The story behind this poem
The curiosity of many of my readers (many of them women) was excited in my previous poem ‘Passion in Black and...

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Dance for me beautiful butterfly 
Flutter me wise
Carry me upward to blue skies
Reveal rainbow effervescence to my eyes

My perfect moment encased in time
Within my heart...

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I am turtle
and I roam.
From town to town,
carry my home,
upon my back
and that’s a fact.

A more patient creature
you’ll not see;
my best feature,
is to patient, be.
I...

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Heavenly realm of the weeping willow,
Its eyes dare not shed a tear of sorrow.
Arms down, it stands, with solemn grace,
As the wind...

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She dresses the land down
in a virginal bridal gown 
a masterfully cut and sewn chenille 
shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal

Her assistants work quite diligently
to add special...

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I am here but only briefly, 
a believer in today, tomorrow
and ever after. I am a blustery wind
shaking the foundation and a gentle 
breeze rustling...

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Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our...

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Moonless Nights over South Sudan

heartless Moon, don’t tell me
that you weren’t looking 
when soulless soldiers dragged me
from my mama’s terrified arms
in our village in Rubkona...

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"The Theory of Positivism"



It’s criminal
all theories tie that life 
in neat tight black bows

the presents under 
that tree of life
wide spread 

arms once wide open...

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If the unbearable lightness of being has pushed you to the brink of catastrophic meltdown,
walk to the edge of our flat two-dimensional existence 
and take...

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Knock, knock who's there in my bathroom?
Jan the princess of posterior interior transfer

Knock, knock who's there not in my hot tub?
Cheryl the magnificent moonlight moon...

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In ancient times as told in rhymes 
    there was a hero Greek
Whose mother said, “Before you’re dead 
   ...

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Even as a child, how I used to enjoy
A simple stroll through the woods 
When innocent instincts ruled my heart
And ran after every call from...

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I enjoyed an almost idyllic childhood. This was marred only at the age of ten by my circumcision, a cruel and primitive custom among my...

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