Best Pens Poems

     ~Poetesses and Poets, Divine~

All over this great planet we live,
Penning our thoughts, and love to give!

With our hearts, as lanterns so bright, 
Writing with hearts into this summer night.

Pen thee, then, of nature’s fine beauty.
Quietly, we are world Muses on...

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They hide behind mountains of ignorance, 
judging within a valley of selfish love.
Among weeds where flowers refuse to grow,
to the mercy of hypocrites -

only we can set them free.

As we poets prepare our pens,
in the ceremony of a new dawn,
let us flow like a million...

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To all the pens I’ve lost before
That rolled off my desk and, on the floor
I’m glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the pens I’ve lost before

To all the pens I’ve once caressed
And may I say, I’ve held the best
For helping me to grow,...

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Words and coffee, pens and poems
                             morning time I cherish
Perhaps to even leave behind
   ...

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Where do all the pens go
that's what I wanna know

Did we give them to friends
who might keep them (depends)

Maybe burglars stole them
but not jewelry or gem

Or snagged by the goblins
scribbling with impish grins

They might move, we forget
--the final place it set

In a pile of papers
those...

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O' Dear Poets, Let True Pens Dance

O' dear poets, hold sweet and true to thy calls
Let not rejection's dark, lead hearts astray
Not into realms of drought stricken pitfalls
Nor in shallow vessels of weakened clay!

Stay dear poets, with kindness sent this sad world
Keen unto love, hope...

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Trust in God they say,                                        ...

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Dive into poetry,
Smoking a lot less,
Less smoke,free breathing,
Less stress on my chest,

Longer life,my health,
I know its for the best,
Although stopping is so hard,
So hard to digest,

Ink versus Smoke,
An internal test,
Who will be victorious,
In my contest.........

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Poets’ Pens

Wise words
drip-by-drip fall
like petals from roses
softly floating through young hearts to
paper.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 19, 2010

Poetic form: Cinquain...

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Pencils, pens, crayons, and markers
Makes me
An artist of the highest degree.
I can make the neatest tree
With a bird family using it as a new addressee.  
 It will have all sorts of flowers around it with
A hungry bee.
While I am still sitting on my...

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While it is true the pen is mightier than the sword,
We must not forget that bad people own pens too.
You may have put away your sword but a war of words 
Is stiill being fought
So sharpen your wit and keep a good supply of pens
For...

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Pens
Kill time;
Bleed out ink.
Through lines and curves,
With thoughts and crosses -
Shapes and ideas form,
Connections are made and shared,
Stories are allowed to grow tall
Paper and minds can be brightly filled
All because of eager pens killing time
...

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fresh picked blueberries
stimulate poetic pens ~
my muse just wants pie
...

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A Most Holy Vision Speaks in Mystical Tomes

Enchanted colorful images shine ever-brightly from
a wild cosmic fire appearing high in the evening sky.

As people gaze upon these unusually radiant images
there is, at once, a universal sense of calm and peace.

Poets worldwide observing this most unique heavenly
occurrence...

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In tears and sorrow
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