Best Offshoots Poems

” You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars.” -Desiderata

We put down roots and bear our fruits.
With dear offshoots, we are like trees.

Stars wink their eye, burn bright and die.
No asking why - we are like these!


For A...

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In a parallel universe
Is there another me? 
Somewhere in a parallel universe
Quite near, yet very far
In a magical world
Where I have long white wings
I wave them upon mighty Oceans
Against the ferocious storms
Rest them on crowded offshoots of dark jungles
And return back at night to the...

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( Song of Solomon 4: 16 )



We Walked In The Garden At Midnight
We Walked Thru The Garden In Moonlight

Among Azealeas & Verbenas & Blue Jonquils
Sweet Honeysuckle, Yellow Primroses & Daffodils
Among White Phlox & Orchids & Pretty Pink Quills
Two Lovers Holding Hands In Romantic Thrill
Your Touch...

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I, Davis, am the founding father of Chemical Engineering
It is something that many new scientists find endearing
The American Institute of Chemical Engineering started
When jobs, which I helped create, came and imparted
Unit operations is the Chemical Engineer’s key
To what we are truly desiring and meant to...

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 November trees of russet lace,
Where birds roost high on boughs and sing
A hymn for cycle’s  last embrace
That  graces Autumn’s  flight, winging.

Though lustrous fig robed in full bloom
Pours hued leaves from its tinted drape,
As  rush of  stems expresses  gloom
While...

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I used to love my combat boots.
In O.D. green I felt grassroots.
Sporty shorts and long straight hair
Any whistle got my glare.
My favorites, now, are boots’ offshoots!

© February 8, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen...

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Obsession

Obsession with "O's"

Oh, obsession’s obfuscating oligarchy
Oceans of oblivion
Outrage in ostentatious obsession
Overrun in hurricanes named obdurate and obstinate
Overtures of oxidized compulsive orchestration in
Obbligatos overflowing obituaries -
Overbearing octaves of the obsequious –
Orations of overt objections
Objectivity overpopulated by opportunistic obtuse –
Obsession outweighing optimist’s objectives –
Openness offspring overrun by
Ominous...

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A spider plant* with many offshoots --
The mother firmly holds onto her little girl's hand at the nursery.


*Chlorophytum comosum...

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Come out with me, my love.
The sun is shining bright today.
Come let’s enjoy the calm
Despite this mighty winter’s day.

     For look ominous dark clouds gather
     On the periphery of the horizon.
     But it...

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Permutations Of Logic

The     truth   was     concealed    with   many   branches 
hidden  through  flossy  blossoms   unknown roots  to be 
found  holding  ...

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I will enter deep down to grow
And my root in the soil  bow
My stem I spread within the loamy reach
So my boughy trunk shall in depth breach
Then I’ll let out my branchy foliage
On it I’ll display my flowers in cleavage
So my offsprings be born...

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Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic archaeopteryx dinosaur, 
who taught fifth grade) gave 
me first prize,...

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she sits under a weeping willow and sways

turns to the wind for advice and hears thunder

tunes in to rainfall lightening and her heartbeat

stumbles and stutters for she is one in suspense


valves in her mind leak blood sweat and tears

just a little rest she whispers as...

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Lamenting Life Lost Before...
Last Rays Of Flickr Ring Candlelight

Approximately a dozen
orbitz around the Earth
(since mcmlix), the year
of my birth, an aversion
(stayin alive) constricted self worth

gripped (strong as strangling
choke hold), where 
even to this day 
(January 25th, 2019)
lx anniversaries marking birth

emotions of ambivalence directed at me,
and...

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More' n force gore
     and seven years ago
tha youngest daughter of
     Willian and Sylvia Zison
     found her beau
pea ping over a paperback
     (at present aye got nada clue
of the...

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