Best Plummets Poems

POTD 5th Feb 18

Dedicated to Ken, a good friend of mine who had to give up a brilliant ballet, ballroom dancing and stage career when...

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Earth's rich soil
humble dirt
complex dirt
elemental earth
layer upon layer
where it hides
mineral treasures
more than we could
ever measure.

Quartz and crystals
gold and gems
salt and silver
precious oil
stolen and lifted
by hands...

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   How strikingly gray
    as the Spring rain 
         plummets 
 ...

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I followed that cad Robyn Hood 
and discovered he's up to no good 
An expert at cheating 
bad mouthing and bleating 
His actions I've not...

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His mind is dark,
like a night sky without stars.
Doubt sits upon his shoulders,
poking at his face,
irritating his mind,
interrupting his thoughts,
outrunning his words -
laughing at him...

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Scorching hot sun..
Sun rays omitting intense heat
The flames of fireballs ignite..
Desert air ..
So dry and still..
A cactus thrives in desert paradise..

Sands of time..
Heat soars to...

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We’re monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food,
the plastic cutlery,
absorbed by the clutter of the food tray.

Numbed by hours of jiggling,
the carting of torpid bodies through interminable...

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Here they are before me, 
   surreal in the dazzling morning sun.
      Against clear skies of blue, and
peaked...

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A precious gift! Joy unimagined fills my heart 
She smiles! My heart races, leaping! 
And like a butterfly in spring, gliding, 
It dips among new...

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It is a fact that before I wrote True Colours,
I was stuck in a world of black and white bipolar,
encaged in my seat on a...

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Awakened by the creaking of the dying trees 
In this barren land devoid of a breeze
Imprisoned dreams in a land of unpicked seams
Endless chasms of...

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Pinning chests like puffins to project
      fuzzy assertion,
      huddled, brave foragers
chase the crumbs along the
      stained ground,

flapping feathers of civility during
      auspicious climbs and
      daft plummets, swooping in
massive waves of...

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The False Dichotomy of My 
Descent...



Falling,
beyond the precipice,
into this gaping chasm. 



Numbness ensues,

whirling emptiness,

swirling around and around,

in the recesses of my mind,

as it plummets,

in silent...

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Breezing trees heard the whispers of leaves 
in the fardel of branches as they trembled 
beneath the relentless breath of april's storm

i watched them from...

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