Best One(A) Poems

Emerald glen, I first saw angel’s wings come down
one of Nature's bright treasures outside our small town;
as brilliant glows entered sad heart and seeing eyes,
I heard voices from Heaven, soothing joyful cries,
turning I saw an angel dance on golden ground
that is when our heart both...

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Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already  have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954.

Dad had joined the army that year and we  moved from the...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into its surface had captured my imagination as they had so...

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Today is a very busy day
and there is no time left to write,
let alone place words in play.
Ten minutes only left to sight
my goal, a poem a day
no matter what.
Most days there's nothing to say
but who knows what the fat
reveals when desperate fingers
claw the ridges...

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What I’m saying right now happened to me last night.
I was in Spirit dreaming, when out of the dark came a white light.
It radiated, it glared brightly and I thought “it hurt a bit”,
My eyes were not accustomed to it.

A whisper spoke and said in...

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like a breath of fresh air
my eyes fixated as she rushed on by
like an angel put here just for me

my shyness a weakness
an opportunity left behind in her wake
a ticket to stand in her presence

her deepest desires and darkest secrets
bound up inside a spiral notebook
finding...

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Continued from FREEZER MICE

The cat had travelled straight from hell, a hell beyond the stars
The cat that theories claim once levied genocide on Mars
She now seeks vengeance on descendants of the primal shrew
Whoever knew that humble shrew would lead to me and you

Her journey had...

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I can't control what I'm feeling inside.
Come with me baby and take this ride;
I'll take you where you wanna go!
In a rush or soft and slow.

Never again will you be lonely.
Want to be your true love only.
Let them talk-it won't make me run.
Just let me...

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The time has quickly passed away,
I promised myself a poem a day.
It is now time to write the last,
Now I need to really think fast.

What to write, I do not know,
Where on earth did all the time go?
I remember my promise clear as day,
I swear...

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I can't control what I'm feeling inside
Come with me baby and take this ride
I'll take you where you wanna go!
In a rush or soft and slow

Never again will you be lonely
Want to be your true love only
Let them talk-it won't make me run
Just let me...

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WHAT YOU DOING ON THAT BARSTOOL FOOL?

Is that what it takes for you to feel brave?
And why can’t you simply behave?
Don’t you realize it’s transience you crave?
And why do you secret youthful beauty within a cave?

Upon a time once did a wolf sleep with a...

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I am no  one
The man alone at the alter holding the wilting rose
I am no one
Trapped within this pain only God and i alone know.
I am no one.
Standing alone at the bus stop in pouring rain
i am no one
Waiting behind you i hear you slander...

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I am not the famous one. But my pain was equal to his.
He became Chekhov. I became Alfie.
The meanness of the streets that spawned us made him a literary oak, while I became the hollow man, looking both outward and inward for substance not yet...

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I’ve seen the minds of my generation bested by their handheld mobile devices,
texting for a dopamine rush, tuning out the reality around them.
I’ve watched them, withdrawn from present company, looking for bars of microwave coverage, friending strangers, downloading angry birds,
internet junkies, living in the ether,...

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The memory 
arrives
colder now.

Spring in 
Phoenix, 
a palace 
of tan grass
beneath 
our feet, 
all of you
that remains. 

The water
and the wind
still dancing
in my mind,
running
furiously
in my speech,
your quietness
appealing 
to every trace
of what I was.

All of this
makes sense,
the way 
anything 
exists at all
makes sense. 
Forgetting you
by degrees,
an...

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