Best Oft Poems

(1.)  Honoring John Keats
, fifth poet in my dedication series

Oft From A Distant Echo, It Is Heard

At the start comes just a solitary word
oft from a distant echo, it is heard.
Imagination steps on into high gear
through deep, overcast clouds all is not clear
yet as...

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SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE-- Number One- (INSPIRED BY AND FROM HIS FROST AT MIDNIGHT POEM).

(1.)

O' How Long And Well This Night's Dark Shadows Oft Play,
Poet Dedication Series

O' how long and well this night's dark shadows oft play
flickering under illustrious moon, its gifts 
as we wake to...

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Oft Woe Is Sorrows, Of Mere Mortal Men

Of fine artist brush and true poet's pen
oft woe is sorrows, of mere mortal men.
Tho' great the powers, sun's glow in blue skies
majestic the beauty, in dawns bright rise.

What purpose poetry, if not to give?
What purpose existence, if...

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Oft I thought I loved her - her beauty and her grace. 
Oft I thought her lovely, the light dim beside her face. 
She spoke to me with twisted tongues 
and hands that moved in graceful ways - 
Oft I let her love me, though...

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O' Man, Thou Art In Arrogance Oft Lost

Within earth's vast herds mysteries abound
as man walks in shadows that prance and play.
Life is an ocean that swirls and confounds
such odd, vain and weak creatures made of clay!
What of miracles, for fear we do not tell,
for shame...

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I Write And Write Oft Through The Night,
Words Dedicated To All Poets

I write and write oft through the night,
ponder deep, world that slowly creeps
hold pen, in left hand not the right
inking heart's truth, as out it seeps
I write and write oft through the hours
inking what...

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Oft Bold The Thoughts, When Pen Strikes Paper

Oft bold the thoughts, when pen strikes paper
even should ones shovel meet dark coals.
Shrouds removed, to smell new rising vapors
or challenge poets tired and resting souls!

Sought, shimmering pools of bright, clear waters
even should bare feet stay perfectly dry.
Honing...

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To Be A Poet, Oft Strong Commands Come At Night

Oh, gawd- comes raging middle of the night
This horrid current, rise up and now write
An electric jolt, firing through me bones
Of new fortress looming, huge granite stones
And that tingle surging from old waking soul
As pagan's carving...

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Oft I Wonder Can This Fairy-Tale Truly Be True

In my heart of hearts your red rose yet bleeds
longings in delicate touch, with urgent needs
How can I refuse your dance in our night dreams
goddess of such grace and beauty supreme
Your soothing voice waking moon's brighter glow
ignites...

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Power Of The She Vixen That Oft Souls Destroys

Silk sheets graced her sweet, welcoming night bed
promised relief from pain, sorrow and dread.
With such treasure offered truth becomes blind
dark powered beauty that corrupts the mind.

Each victim was a lamb led to slaughter
once thought, no earthly power...

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Four score and twenty years 
I rinsed my lids- so many tears 
So oft I sigh
 
To life anew- firsts breathe 
To life lost- ye mourn a death 
So oft they die 

Twenty years and forty score 
I'll weep again, at least once more 
So...

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Oft in My Thought
by Charles D'Orleans
translation by Michael R. Burch

So often in my busy mind I sought,
Around the advent of the fledgling year,
For something pretty that I really ought
To give my lady dear;
But that sweet thought's been wrested from me, clear,
Since death, alas, has sealed...

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To A Warrior's Creed, Valiant Death, Fate Oft Decrees

I follow the red line into hot, blazing Hell
with razor sharp long sword firm in my fighting hand
sending the devils down where their demon friends dwell
down, down deep, upon earth's surface I take my stand
I, raging fighter,...

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oft living alone
he lost the talent for talk
Dad's eyes spoke volumes...

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Oft have I wondered how wonderful it would be
if there were no fine print
in your love for me.

Even in your arms, inundated by your charms
you seem caught in wayward thought
washed up, and joyful not.

If I dare speak of marriage, of becoming one
there comes a shadow...

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