Best Ofttimes Poems

I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future;
And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner.

I had learnt to talk with the spirits, and also relate what they were saying,
To the ones left loving and lingering, like peach rose on...

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I was an accomplished librarian, who took pleasure from written words,
As opera singers find their pleasure, in the halls where music is heard.

I was well matched to such absorbing work, knowing it was worthwhile,
Like stars traveling a long, long way, lending endless sparkles per mile.

I...

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I was a daydreamer and stargazer, who eagerly awaited calm nights of glitter,
Like blue skies warily turning pink, plum and red, as orange sun sinks, bitter.

I grew familiar with diverse constellations, along the different astral avenues,
Vanishing in the pink dawn of golden, like perpetual lime...

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I was a competent, happy housewife, but that was before my husband died,
Leaving me to rear myriad children solo, as the lone star twinkles with pride.

John had left us a prosperous farm, with a lovely home, shaped like a shoe;
And our older children did farm...

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She absolutely loved it whenever I would playfully call unto her, 'Boo Boo...
Twas so very adorable within her pink cotton dress, as white canvas tennis shoes
Ever this bright her dreamful eyes; a favourite attire and us being children would giggle ?
Beautiful, the expressions upon Angelica's...

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I was an active, vibrant, happy person, and I was captivated by the moon,
In the way that summer lovers, are ofttimes charmed by romantic  tunes.

Since early childhood, I had been enamored, of that limpid, pearly globe,
Which brought pure magic to a quiet nighttime, of...

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It was a miserable existence,
     that of a battered wife
It was a never ending cycle
     of a hurt-filled violent life

She always walked on eggshells,
     avoided direct eye contact
Did nothing that would get him...

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           I saw her's at the
                 distance

          I tried the...

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Miss Muffet was a girl of thirteen, filled with youth's beauty and charm;
And a love of vibrant life zealous, like eager, vivid thunder of blue alarm.

She was a fine student, pert and popular; like the primrose popularity;
Or stars appearing at the designated hour, sparkling like...

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I was a whimsical, interior designer, bringing colors and joy into living spaces,
Subtly changing neighborhoods and lives, like vibrant arcs the rainbow traces.

People were as dissimilar as their houses, the both of them rather fascinating,
Like flashing disparities of dazzling stars, when a pale moon is...

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I was a skillful, amiable nursery worker, cultivating blooms in a greenhouse,
Like feverish and fragrant blooms, often grown in redbird's green treehouse.

Hours were spent sowing seeds, adjusting conditions, and also and pruning,
As June full moon nights await dawn, in utter hush as blooms are swooning.

It...

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Sunrise in the morning fills the heart with glee,
a new day, a new start for you and for me.
Quote - Poet’s own
To Each Devottee

Sun raised her head in a blaze of glory
Rising from behind a picturesque tree
I stood in awe as she rose to her...

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Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as wham
bam
thank you ma'am
linkedin with emergence
of Internet and poetry slam
opportunities availed...

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I cannot single handedly manage...
primary idiopathic palmar/
palmoplantar hyperhidrosis

Aforementioned physiological malady
unwanted and unwonted figurative
(metaphorical) beast of burden
linkedin with matrix constituting mine
corporeal essence genetically
gifted to yours truly,
invariably, objectionably, and unquestionably
afflicts, impacts, and upsets
emotional (mental) health
diagnosed with schizoid personality disorder.

Tis no fun unable
to join in any reindeer games
(actually...

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Barefoot she walked along the sandy shore,
her golden hair soft fluttering in the breeze.
Like gossamer the flimsy dress she wore,
her soul at peace with joy and youthful ease.
The island shimmered in a summer haze
across the bay, the sea so calm and bright.
As in a dream,...

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