Best Papered Poems

She returns my gaze when I'm too restless to sleep
   a lustrous pearl mounted, deep set in a sapphire sky
I lie awake in...

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Social Media is raving about my seafood haven.
Any ocean gift you wish is on my menu list.
It is known for chocolate bliss in any form...

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A deserted old house stood off the county road a little way.
To keep apace of living I rushed by it almost every day.
For years I'd...

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"The Living Soul Retrieved"



The spine is bound
Inside the pages
with each turn a new leaf
the living soul is retrieved

Inside the pages
there is heartache and grace
the living...

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I sit upon the well-worn vinyl couch
and apprehensively await my turn
to see the doctor.  Others, deep in thought, 
glance up a moment, then resume...

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Rising from within my quill
Waves of ink crest and crash
Upon the papered shoreline
Riding in and out on the tides
Of yesterday found…

Sullying the once untainted
With both...

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At night the city is full of bones
And they
Are very dry

Beneath the trample of urban feet
They are ground

But to live, these dry bones
Must drink words

Sad...

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Black ship, kick the door!
Your language is dust
Cornered, sacred words
A forgotten sheep
Demanding a shift
Thunderstorm clouds attend
No one will notice, in the end

Incomplete carcasses
Diamond worm domain
In...

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Where Has All The Beauty Gone?

There is no time like the now times,
The ever-present blood-swooshing times.
Time again to surrender as a smitten lover surrenders,
To the...

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And from the tree of knowledge, a serpent slid into view 
He’d seen it all before, our future he already knew 
Moses on some mountain,...

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leaves of papered gold
a robe for the autumn king...
for a crown the stars

date: 9/8/22
(used 'syllable counter' website)...

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Ive just joined a group called poetry soup
A troop of writers , Ney intellectual fighters 
They lay themselves bare , Pray you care
To take the...

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He never once mentioned the pressure of his blood
or his Mam
I found dead on the floor

his Dad’s cancer
or his younger brother
not once, during the best...

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Part Two


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I wait for you in the moonlight
In the quiet of the night
Within this room that holds
So many moments of your life

The dreams you've dreamed
Still linger...

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