Best Palled Poems

From defeated lips
you bleed raw emotions
they tumble from lips of palled pink
Words that flow but eventually sink. 

Eyes of solace and somber some cold
You wish...

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 Continued from Part 1 

The Beggars ’neath the balustrades,
and broken Children, Chambermaids,
are running wild from wraiths, afraid
	of dreams where death redoubles.
They fritter time with...

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(Jodhpur is a beautiful, cultural, historical city in Rajasthan, India. This poem is all
about Jodhpur from her mouth as she told).


Left behind her beamish days...

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MIDNIGHT  BLACK

No, I’m not -A racist of sorts, I mean
But detest I do, the black of midnight scene
Purple ,that smirk’d a wicked sheen,
groped, wiggled,...

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A common-born child
was changed by the death
of a man one day.
Back in the 60's,
(I remember.)
when barefoot kids
were called in,
from carefree play.
A rowdy, raucous group,
(Tag, you're...

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It is the winter of my life
And I don't need
To plant a seed 
Or pluck a weed.

In fall and winter I stay in.
It is too...

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In Britain, in Britain
The clock it is ticking
As people tend flowers
Or Q’s last for hours
And blood pumps and pounds
All in vain, 
Our time is misleading...

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What just brushed past me?
Like wheat pricked, dry.
The sky, she said.
Ah, and some wonder why.
We drink! ‘Til vision of inquiry pales.
Palled upon the violet sky...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

Even as an old curmudgeon, aye pucker
and raspily suction, albeit toothless mouth
drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting 
(think feeble attempt 
impersonating...

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Saw a great movie
Palled around with friends
Everyone keeps asking
How have you been

Redbuds in the park
Glory in their purple majesty
And I can't help but remember
When you...

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Of youthful musings,
Sad and sweet,
Of sorrows passing, soon to greet,
All remembrance, hushed and still,
As each lost moment may entreat
Steadfast desires,
Once fulfilled,
To rest, but never will.

Of...

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My son, speaking like a true griot, 
A body of things rejected 
By the sinister profile of language 
Spoke one clear prophecy to the riot's...

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watching as twilight
crept over the brothers
and stars being re-birthed
to fortify the Great Wall


street lights line to ignite,
the shimmering black mantel
concealing azimuth,
and seductive ebony lips 
slide,over...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

Even as old curmudgeon, aye pucker
and raspily suction toothless mouth
drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting
attempt impersonating plumber
(think unclogging toilet)
please support your...

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Do youlike what i've written
are you thus faily smitten
with the meter and pace
not too slow, nor a race
does it travel to your liking
are the pauses...

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