Best Persists Poems

I was a learned meteorologist, studying azure atmosphere and vivid weather,
To give a prophetic daily forecast, like bees gliding remote locales of heather.

Often I had...

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November was not all that bad. We had
Thanksgiving feasts and very little snow.
The Yuletide season came. Since it was glad,
I felt so sad to see...

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My late father 
    played gorgeous music 
on his Steinway 
Debussy, Ravel, Beethoven 
    along with his own compositions
He...

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Time ticks away as a new dawn strokes your splitting heart,
with your mood swings re-writing my emphatic poetical art.
Although the fear of your demons may...

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Like 
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An odyssey through hurdles, yet a blessing it is to dwell on earth,
Aiming for destination beloved, chasing sweet dreams of mirth,
Through successes and failures, amid...

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Sometimes it gets too steamy
Reality insists
On distorting our perception
As this heartbeat still persists

Sometimes it gets too frosty
When the winter comes to call
We scrape to see...

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Dark dull dawn
Sunset sad silhouette
After you’re gone

Pricking pain persists
Grief getting gross
You, still in dreams exist

Lonely long life
Sinking Spirit Subsists
Where, respite lies...

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There is a pain that drives insane
A pain so dark so deep
It robs my breath, it brings on death
And still in Shoal, I weep

There is...

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One suspects a matagouri temperament
Upon first glimpsing that weathered face.
Wrinkles extending like braided rivers
Life of tussles and toils, to demonstrate.

No stranger to heat or an...

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The “existence of God” can’t be proven by Science.
Since man’s reasoning seems to run God off the rails.
There’s the alternate view that “the world just...

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Fated to Love


Best to simply weigh the heart with a poppy seed
Counter balance on granite
All its rhythmical surging
Its expeditious life
Amounts to nothing

Better then, not to...

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There are just days,
I just want to fade,
no joy can exist,
find a place.

I hide from the world,
keep to myself,
they should never have to see,
the evil...

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Oh, the sun shines and the wind blows
the crisp, apple-wind, blows,
laughing through the half shorn tresses
of the sugar maple trees.

Oh, the sun shines and the...

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“The God Complex”



His face imprinted 
hidden under layers of ink
he whispers his words

like a haunting breeze
dust blown off the pages
towards the back of their minds

once-in-a-while...

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