Best Proofed Poems

The fear
In here ..
                  The chair
                  "Don't care "..
  ...

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The ground rumbles, ominously, I'm on the steep side of a Mississippi River Bluff, mid-August, gathering bursting crimson red trophies of Staghorn Sumac for my favorite sumac-ade, a spright, invigorating tonic I enjoy this time of year. The smell in the air, forest-sage beginning to...

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I lie back in the weather-proofed green chair
To gaze up at the flowering maple tree.
Now, touched by sun,lungs full of scented air
I embrace with joy the beauty I now see.

Old celandine show brightly by my feet
Neglected currant bushes straggle round the path
There is no birdsong...

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An angry Father, that wore a frown
has watched the rise of the devil's moon
While pacing, he's worn the carpet down
They arrive at dawn, and none too soon!

Broken curfews, her virtue at stake
The stakes are high, but the daughter dared 
Dad quickly plans a wedding date!
No...

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... you really think so?
I'm flattered to say the least,
but I honestly know not
where these words originate.
Do you think inside my squishy brain
is where they congregate?
I like to think of it like an office building
where the files always fluctuate.
Sure would suck if aliens landed,
skipping the...

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1st amendment atrocities
Secondary nature

Pound for pound
They scream above holy lungs
Of righteous contradictions

As humanity continues to dry-hump “social” media,
Their sedentary psychiatrist

Judgmental lip smacks
Chapped from the arrogant vowels
They spit
Another syllabic lyric
Within our home of the “free”

Our 50 stars become 50 irrational assault rifles
In order to become bullet...

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I got to know her on Pacific Crest Trail's ridge
It was a water shed transition in my life.
With best friend Kim, my wife to be (or not to be) , 
Georgia and Kim already three weeks from trail head, 
And I was bringing bacon home
To...

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Devoted is the word to describe
For a mother that occurred in my life
Your thoughts and feelings are transcribed
Many times you hurdled in life’s strife
 
You made yourself least priority
A selfless person is what endeared you
Until now, you still cared for us warily
The life we had...

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What is faith and belief.......
 
Although, we say that a man with faith
can win the world without trouble
But faith is believing something is not seen
We do exercise believe in faith everyday
But believing in reality is more truth than faith
We cannot see most things that we...

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i watch the sunrise
unbuttoning the stuffed pouches
of thunderclouds

soaking
imagination
with dry-drunk dewdrops
becoming bubbles
blown through
ringbarked
jewelry

worn 
by the roots 
of rhinestone rapids
growing in
spider
webs

trying to catch
a flying_fox

there has always 
been a silent 
soft echoed
beauty

dancing on the tides
from down
under

perfect pirouettes
showing ligneous dustdevils
proper form

forming
Dead-Sea
chiseled
respect

healing ones
inner folds

unfolding miracles
tucked away in moonpedicured
moments missing myriad...

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When we were young
Our bodies were supple and soft.
We were wrinkle free and blemish proofed,
Most appealing to the aloof.

We have aged and we're not so young,
Our bodies aren't as soft or supple.
Acquired wrinkles and a few extra pounds,
We're less appealing to the opposite sex.

We've been...

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We all have had our moments with our children.... Especially the messy moments... The 
diapers so full of poo that it is almost gooshing out... Yea gross I know, especially if you are 
a first time mother.... These experiences are one of many more to...

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It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and getting ready to go out with a friend, beforehand, is...

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There’s a song you might know -
It’s called “Year of the Cat.”
It’s an oldie, but really quite good.
It was co-written by
A once-neighbor of mine,
A cool Englishman named Peter Wood.

With his wife and dog Bill
He lived on the 9th floor,
Blasting music well into the night,
But he...

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From the book of revelation the warning is clear,
people will be deceived in worshipping the master of fear.
Predicted in scripture to lead most into loosing their salvation,
when false Gods are the symbol of appreciation.
The mysteries order is formed on a cosmic line,
symbolic language by constellation...

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