Best Pawn Poems

I was cursed with 
ink intoxicating 
blank canvases 
with toxic scribbles,
releasing twisted tales 
of suppressed troubles.
I was a forsaken 
     ...

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I met her  in a pawn shop on a warm summer night
When running from the rubble of  my shattered life
To sell a broken...

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Ah, weeping leaf I feel your grief 
as Autumn hides the sun in clouds; 
battalion’s shadow, like a thief, 
disguised in dark-sky nimbus shrouds 
have...

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How sad when things are too far gone -
when pleasures once you knew
are things no more to smile upon.
This plight for some is all too...

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The Life Is …

The Life Is …
When I was young, there was no pain,
The only pain was to complain.
When I was young, I did not...

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“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before”
Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven.



I’m...

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Make Do and Mend,

Years ago we had jobs
We had fun and money in our pocket
Things were much better then
Once you could go out the door
And...

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To release me from hellish nights
let's talk now, Fear...
I leave, yet your shadow follows me;
a darkened grime blowing on my mind 
like an uninvited guest...

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The moon was neither full, nor was it not
She shone down radiant lighting the misty ole night
The waves lapped the shore
As a gentle breeze streaked...

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Dear Mother,
Conceived in love, your passion gave me life
The very blood this heart pumps through these veins
A dream fulfilled as mother and as wife
I wonder...

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Poe laid flowers on her grave
    His lost Lenore
    One he’d love forevermore 
    But doomed...

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I feel very privileged to have been able to contribute something small to a second collaboration with poet extraordinaire, Robert Lindley, whose mastery of all...

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I am standing naked on a crowded street
But nobody seems to be noticing me
I am less embarrassed by my nakedness
Than by my invisibility

They all seem...

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News is abhorring
And so boring
Starting from the break of dawn
I think we need
To be indeed
Vaccinated for the yawn

They always try
The same tired lie
Their old shtick...

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Sitting beneath the stellar awning
Humbly, shall I comemmorate
Before the sun, creeps in crawling
Every star shall I dedicate
To you, My Love; Look at the skies
For you,...

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