Best Puzzle Over Poems

 
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with many interests that she shares with us each day in blogs and poems,
she enlightens us with information and photos that makes us ponder,
makes us pause, think, question, speculate, deliberate, puzzle over!

How did she get so darn...

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I wonder of what the Whippoorwill sings
as he sits in the tree and trills.
Amid the shaded, shadowed limbs
its call, the fragrant air, it fills.

I stand in awe of the mountain range
that cleaves the land in two.
A rugged beauty that comes alive
in sun and shadowed hues.

I...

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i just want to sit around,
drinking, sniffing things, scratching
myself, getting high.
just watching my pen
fill up a page.

do whatever it takes
to become a 'writer.'
a 'poet.'

something i admire, but
never really aspire to.

i just don't think i'd fit in.

they write poems about insignificant
relations and parallels to the
most trite...

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{"How ones life has been going on, keep writing hard times a sentence on, you can be a light switch off/on."} - Loverboi

The suffering of today echoes a mile away, do I puzzle over faith in Lord God in anyway

Wrongdoings I shall regret, no outline...

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Didn't know that love could make
life so incredibly difficult and painful
Nothing moving in the positive direction
There is no winning, only loss and new wounds
Make fuss and braid lies with spider thread
Maybe words need to be broken
so they no longer have any power
Words do not disappear...

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To marvel how fast the world spins around,
or how the years have been sifting, (too quickly, I've found)...
This is not something new....from a mom's point of view
Some will say that my eyes have been clouded
Perhaps they will say, my opinion is shrouded
by my rose filtered...

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CRAZY  HORSE

My crazy cat's called Crazy Horse;
abandoned at birth, she's a bit different
like calls to like its said.
No mummy to teach catty behaviour,
tiny blue eyes barely open
desperate to live, on discarded cat kibble.

Brought home, snuggled to warm,
under my chin -
suddenly – eyes still shut,...

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Designed Evolution?
 
As Blue Sky’s dreams take root in fields like Daffodils
That blossom knowledge Love does serve all human souls,
Their truth grows wild across our lands! Oh, every crevice touches strands
Where Evolution has a chance to praise God’s poems, dance His dance!
Though man loves choice,...

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I love him but he does not love me
Although he  once seduced me with his art
His    complex face I still do wish to see
I love him  yet but he does not love me.
I puzzle over this anomaly
And wish the grief...

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How come 50 cents bags of chips
taste so much better,
than their big-bag cousins?
Or 7 oz. nostalgia coke soda bottles
have such a taste, oh, so devine?
I puzzle over such things,
I guess I'm just the wondering kind...
So it follows I should be happy,
To have this shrunken mind....

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With three more weeks of holiday vacation,
Lisa and I’ve started studying 5 hours a day.
You can read a novel for atmosphere
but you have to puzzle over and wring-out academic books
- with their essays and worksheets after every chapter.
I feel a simultaneous focus and boredom
- but...

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When I see images of moorland or fells,
I say to myself,
‘yes that particular moor is mine,
that mountain is my mountain.’
Then when I see people walking on
a moor path that I used to walk on
or climbing familiar mountains
that I once climbed
I often wonder what I left...

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Restless in the cradle night.
I spin and curl,
witless I puzzle over
a timeworn conundrum of self.

The brain buzzes on
being its usual endless blunt toothed saw. 
The body belches and rumbles
as it tirelessly works to produce 
the odd snort or snore.

All is a normal stasis on an...

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It’s unbearable, being me.
Very hard and difficult
Trying to put on the face for faces
To please people of different
Races and places and tastes
I know to laugh when the
Punch line is given, to thank when
I’ve been given, even for the smallest of things.
I know to cry when...

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Oodles Of Google Doodles...

visually delicious as  germane strudels
the following cooked years ago
courtesy me noggin awash with noodles.

Yours truly crafted remaining poem
around 27th July 2018
idea arose within me cerebral dome.

...As poetic theme came to mind
     in a Serge without a waiver
thus,...

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