Best Parented Poems

A Butterflies Cocoon Designed 
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GOODBYE CORONA !


Corona, where are you, what are you up to?
l am longing to say farewell to you,
A final farewell, you doom bringer! 
I am...

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What Actually is School?

The Education Act 1996 (UK) defines a pupil as someone “for whom education is being provided at a school,” and as a...

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Thanks for your letter
asking for a free Taoist consult
on how to bring God talk
and experience
back into our Big Agri-MilitantIndustrialized Busyness Schools
and possibly our extended family...

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There's an inner/outter counter blank element that defines our earthly countenance transparent transpire to an irrelevant parlor non native nill given gotten gave, positioned ill...

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Decades have clocked past since we were capped by roof 
As you take your children down the history without and in us
We fondly and times...

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Besotted winged pollinators
roistering barrage drowned
amidst general insectivorous cacophony
indistinct auditory signals communicated

intermingled with bounteous wafting fragrance
midwifed edenic floral pullulation
sensate admixture viz colored spectrum
amidst unrehearsed extemporaneous

orchestral suite...

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I could not do what you are mandated to do
every day on society's justice bench,
weighing retributive justice 
against restorative healing.

I cannot look with any comfort
at...

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She who holds a seamlessly symmetrical silhouette 
so supple to the touch 
coupled by hips on sticks of tango, that inimitable set of pins 
simper...

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FALL LEAVES

First    color catches the eye
Yellow    tan    brown
Parented colors of sun and sky
Bronzed   ...

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As I closed my door and lay down to sleep,
A poem came and violently knocked at my door.
Being quite late, I put a rein on...

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It's coming.  Even the white ribbon 
of seabirds who roost along lake's edge
at sundown abandon their customary harbor.
The wind's too ominous tonight, too sharp
with...

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Our children must not die
before their parents
or parental dreams die with them.

And, for those without children,
this is easily empathized
because our dreams must not die
before we...

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Young and old with one glance,
A child of children with secrets,
A secret of yesterday’s romance,
 Produced from wild eyed couplets,

But given the slightest chance,
Would live...

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My one and only, lived next door 
   our love story came from friendship,
    we were close and joined at...

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