Best Points Poems

Sailing on an ocean breeze 

In the vast depths of my mind 

Like a sailor on the open seas 

With a world of wonders to find 

Perusing points to ponder 

Through the night unto the morn 

On a global scale I'll wander 

Till an epiphany...

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** Devotion Poem, VANTAGE POINTS **
(For Jim. #17 in Devotion Poem Series)

“I’m not a romantic,”
   you announced at the very beginning
With a side-flick of your hand
As if you might then stand
To exit…taking along your trail
Of cool colors — the blues and greens —
Too...

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Alas! Truth Points To Man's Deep Hate

This dangerous world's love for war
with its evil and far flung stones
has done far too much to atone.
Fear now rules, man has gone too far!

Peace and paradise now mere dreams
with airy soiled beds there unkept
lives herded into dying streams.
Some...

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I feel loved at points in my life
Sometimes I don't at all
I can be pushed around and yelled at daily
In the end, I always fall
I have never understood love
Or what it really meant
All I know is that love hurts
And that, I can't repent
I listen to...

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When you hurt someone
and care to apologize,
When you vow to shun
and redeem your lies.    

When you look
beyond your creed
and help those
who are in need,
In the midst of your troubles
When you hold your faith stable,
Of heaven and hell
I cannot censure or exalt
Neither validate...

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We’re lucky to have a math-whiz kid
And one day this is what he did.

He said we all know about going number two
Now I’ve sorted out the decimals too.

First, there’s the basic, number two
Which chiefly, is going to the loo

Yet there should be a, two-point-one
Which is...

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A Thousand Points of Light! ! ! ! !

Once a beacon of democracy
A shining light on the hill
The ‘American Dream’
	Anyone can ‘make it’  
Never more than aspirational
Structurally delusional

Always susceptible to its 
	Achilles heel of secessionism
Some of its best assassinated  
	Or by monied politics...

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Natural starting -Point 



 The subject of a poem is the idea or thing that the poem concerning or represents
 I review about 15 poem this morning.. and the feeling I got from them, the writer attitude
 toward the subject matter.
 
As a reviewer I...

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Maybe we can put the thing to rest     
with nary an amount of protest:       
I dare say politics at its best            
is but a...

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Looking at the view from the window,
I watch the cars as they pass on buy
The street lamps give a distant glow 
Now brightening the darkened sky

Looking at the view from the outside
It has a whole different perspective
Especially if looking from the inside
Things they seem like...

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POINTS OF  VIEW

Took kids for fresh air to zoo and laughed  -  are we or they behind bars?
Monkeys studying a parade of human specimens for their amusement:
Point of view was a novelty for kids  -
Their cage locks were  welded tight.
...

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The kind of person I wanna be
Is perhaps something most want just as well
And what I want is to be free
Yet... what is it that I still felt held?

There are so many things from which I'm freed from
Yet bounded I'm only to feel even more...

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All these connections like points on a compass
constant awareness like breath on my lips
knowing that you are still out there and wondering
if you still are pining for things that you miss
Have you gone traveling to the pinpoint of green
in seas which welcomed your skin in...

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With your hands held up limply;
As if consumed by a fear;
You claim your provisions;
So few can come near
      But I hear only echoes;
      Designed and construed.
      Like as growth from...

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Said the Chipmunk to the Hawk

Said scared, little, tail-striped chipmunk to red-tailed hawk,
“I am hidden over there where you will not find me.”

Said hawk in a swoop to another branch, “Jiggle that
tail again, so I’ll dive and sweep you off to heaven!”

Crouching as flat to...

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