Best Pick Out Poems

I went to my closet 
To pick out a mask
Many to choose from
Am I up for the task?

The image of sensitivity
Or do I want to appear strong
Maybe the mask of co-operation
I can pretend to get along

Do I dare go with ugly
Can I pull off being...

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The walls are stained by my fingers,
raw from trying to scratch them away,
but they’re unharmed and unmarked
on the random spots, here and there,
where I broke my knuckles
thinking I could knock them down,
and the lies and truths that passed me by,
and the things I couldn’t be...

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I won't pick out one special Poetry Soup poet
None of us are worthy of being a poet Laureate
Choosing just one who has skills shouldn't be a goal
It's like separating a favorite sheep from the foal
Saying its wool has the most beautiful fleece
doesn't seem to be...

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Just me and my granddaughters, two sweet cute tweens
eating up pizza. It’s “No-night” for greens!

I tell them old stories about family.
Their own funny stories they tell back to me.

They’ve brought a nail file. One files my nails
while I tell more stories with juicy details!

We play...

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to my cyber love
whom i may never see
who's words are my comfort
who loves me with keys
you who writes to my soul
apart of my life i give control
between us we share
a box with words
that instantly care's
and feelings preserve
we try to give
some sorts of gifts
but unlike other...

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The Day The Dog Died

The very day her dog had died ;
she sat alone and cried and cried.

He'd been her companion for many a day ;
she thought he'd be there when SHE went away.

She wept and wept all through the night ;
somehow, her husband would...

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An only child on grandpa’s farm
I idly dream my days away
in hidden nooks or wooded glades
where elves and fairies go to play.

I race the wind in open fields
in shades of yellow and plush green;
supine I lie watching the clouds,
pick out blue patches in between.

I chase...

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(I can't get a question mark to stay on title line, but the actual title I would prefer for this story is probably this: No laughing Matter?)

Let me tell you a story . . .

When I was around age sixteen, I worked at Stop ‘N...

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She said..... 

When you took the lover's moon
Out of my horizon....
You placed in in another woman's sky

Memories in teardrops.....
You've really got me crying.....
And they're staining everything in sight

Like a watercolor painting in the rain
What was oh so beautiful has made a sudden change
Once love runs...

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There goes my hero, he’s ordinary, 
like in the Foo Fighters song 
Carries no airs or graces, 
makes me feel like I belong 
A family member perhaps, 
even a workmate, or friend 
Someone who can be trusted, 
on whom I tacitly depend

There goes my hero,...

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Your past should be a reminder,
Of how far you have come.
Your past should be the key to the present,
Not to a ball and chain.

Your past should be a line in the sand,
That you never step back over.
Your past should be a record of past mistakes,
Not...

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Have A Great Golf Game

My belief in God is as firm as it can get
He rains down heaven so I will ne wet
With all His love along with very being
Even when off on golf course am teeing.

With God golf weather will be great
May be with...

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A young girl who’s lost & wandering in the darkness cries out

“If there’s a God out there please save me!”

The darkness replied with silence

But she kept listening so intently to the nothingness around her,

Clenching and unclenching her disheveled, fragile little hands

That eventually she wasn’t able...

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I make the appointment all excited
for my feet look like my dads, uninviting.

I anxiously wait until the day of my arrival,
expecting...who-ha’s...claps...and grins.

None of this sort grabs me, instead it is
pick out color...pick out color...and then she turns with chagrin.

That is okay...I am still excited...I try...

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by: Poet destroyer 

I investigated many poems today
Friendly people on this (Love Boat)
Everybody different in their own way
The evidence I found is hidden in every poetry line
Mysteriously, one poet comes from (Fantasy Island)

I am filing charges on the lady
Who welcomes you to the soup
Leaves you...

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