Best Proceeded Poems

How do you say goodbye to someone you've loved
With whom you have shared your life
Is a goodbye enough or "I'll see you around"
After walking together through strife?

How do you say goodbye to a person who held
Such a great big space in your heart
Do you offer...

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Friday, three days prior;
The Son was scourged and bleeding.
Sunday, when He rose again-
A spotless Lamb proceeded.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son had cried: “forsaken?”
Sunday, when He rose again-
The keys of hell were taken.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son of God was dead.
Sunday, when He rose again-
Trembling demons...

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George was sitting in his favorite chair looking out his favorite window. He lived
in an old farm house that his wife Betty and he enjoyed throughout the years. George was a farmer and loved growing his crops and living off the land with his wife...

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It was the spring of ‘74 when my student peers and I
were on the tail end of a group excursion  
through southern Spain, across Gibraltar’s Strait
and into the exotic northern tip of Africa.
I remember lots of greenery and mountains
and the fascinating sights and sounds...

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(Sung to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan’s "The Duke of Plaza Toro," from The Gondoliers)
 
When all the land did take a stand
When bugs we all were fighting
He led the nation from behind
(He found it more exciting)
But when it came to placing blame
His place...

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Ruth and her six year old daughter Annie, were moving along the countryside by Train. Ruth was reminiscing.  She was staring deeply into her six year old daughter's beautiful brown eyes. Ruth was feeling emotional, and had a deep sorrow filling up her worried...

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Marching down life’s highway, my feet became very sore
I then came upon a sign that read “Heaven’s Grocery Store”
When I got closer the doors swung open wide
Next thing I knew I was standing there inside
I saw a flock of angels positioned everywhere
They handed me a...

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They pursued it with vigor, they pursued it with crass
They hunted with valor and hope
They proceeded with a dose of good Knightly sass
They chased it with tackle and rope

Now King Arthur declared in a boisterous voice
He was tired of the usual meats
And would now on...

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Cucu, maitu 

Now that am older
I seek more answers 
In the same manner I did 
Those days gone, of fetching firewood to cook a cherished meal
I seek more answers 
Not in the manner I did
Fetching sticks in the forest to be used by teachers for...

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It has taken me two months to write about this

It was me, you and him
All of us in my place 
I was drinking margarita, you and him were drinking vodka 
Eventually you persuaded me to drink some vodka too
We were all in a merry mood,...

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He stood and aimlessly watched the parade of patrons and volunteers that wandered daily past his kennel.  All so familiar, so ordinary.  Just like every other day he mused.  Nothing new.  Nothing special.

Moving to the small crumpled blanket near the back...

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"Treasure Box"

The etymologist considered "themselves" singular;

like a butterfly collector they pulled the pincushion 
out from the treasure box and proceeded to capture words
pinning them to every wall, they felt a certain kind release,
voodoo prayers ran through their mind subliminally, 
the agony of adjectives and verbs...

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My plumber is here to sort my pipes.
Says he has divorced his wife.
He just showed me his hose.
Then proceeded to propose.
I admit I got the fright of my life....

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Then I Opened That Door…

To The Question: “How was your Day?” came this response…

The other day I arrived at work and found my chair was gone.  Oh the Horrors!
No way to rest at my desk.  I looked and scurried all about for it.
Someone...

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The American Dream is dead indeed
A victim of American Greed
Trickle down they said we’d try
Then proceeded to suck us dry

The One Percent seeking thrills
Living large in Beverly Hills
Paying minimum wage even though it kills
And the middle class can’t pay their bills

Infinite growth is just a...

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