Best Raspy Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of life 
to an old pair of thrown-away shoes
two sizes too...

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the raspy whisper

finally
 
gets my full attention -
wistfully I smile
..for its persistence reminds me of you..

the crisp red leaf 
scuttles scrapingly
across the gray pavement
to and fro 
like a dancing crab
moving with the whims of the winds
chasing me 
as it seemed like I had once chased...

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'Neath umbra skies I seek a mirrored moment

the breeze a capricious charmer
blows serpentine sways to life
a ballet of tall switchgrass dancers
sweeping edges raspy green
dulling in the ever dimming light
their brassy symphony a soft cymbals’ siss
lure my thoughts to ramble a willowy maze
mesmerizing my mental landscape...

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The bogs’ their fruit – the woodlands’ leaf
embrace a ripened red motif,
as cranberries and maples blaze
Oh Lord, I praise October days.

Where starling murmurations dance
a breathless susurration trance,
ballet in blackbird-shape-shift haze
Oh Lord, I praise October days.

And neath the cumulus, the breeze
colludes with stalks in raspy tease,
unfazed...

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As the final glimpse 
of the sun leads into 
an everlasting spectacle 
of twinkling dreams, 
peeking through 
    turmeric traces 
of an amber aftermath, 
I listen to the 
nesting nightingales
    croon nostalgic lullabies, 
and search for a 
celestial ray...

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Too many hurricanes are causing havoc this season.  We might as well have a limerick collaboration about them since they seem to be in the news.  Please join in by sending me your limerick in a soup mail or email.


Hurricane Maria is the...

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You sockdologizing old man-trap long decayed
where claws curl tight in dust and brittle bone
your lies are hyenas dancing in the flame
their jaws a rattle tearing flesh to stone
their laughter cracks the silence and the name
of truth that bleeds until the world has grown
as hollow as...

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Moonlight .... watching over the dark
    Let your thoughts wander in silence murmur
    Capture in your hands a little moonlight veil

    Quiet moments that break down
    Raspy cry of a swan couple
 ...

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I see…
red splotches on her night gown
still oozing down her face
“I fell again.”
She looks at us
with that same wobbly smile
“I’m Ok! Don’t worry. I’m OK!”
I can’t see
a clear liquid oozes down my face

I see…
Mama is dazed
clutching her face
Couldn’t light the stove fast enough
An explosion
We thought...

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This is a poem I wrote last year for my grand children....one loves bird...future ornithologist, maybe?

Owls belong to one of two different families or classes,
Even though there are more than 216 types in their masses,
The barn owl - 18 different ones, are in one class...

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The Glass Eye

My window is an eye on the morning stretch. 
Raspy green grasses tangle up in the vetch.
A mama quail runs down the soft red clay path.
Her fat round babies edged to the drain for a bath. 

I see the hill slope up in...

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Death Comes

All arguments and denials were fruitless;
The deceased fell prey to the Master Thief.

The “One” whose icy-cold touch is . . .
Just Too Cold to Resist! . . . They Say!

No worries though . . . They Say:
“He looks so life-like!”
“He looks like he’s sleeping!”
“They...

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15/04/2018. Slam Time Man


Im only a novice at this Slam style man,
So I’m gonna go hard on your so called Jam
Your slow n sloppy style make dissin you easy,
I’ll do it all day man, just cause it please me.

I’m quick n I’m quirky, always slick...

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In the shadowed maw of the forest deep, 
Where whispers of the night do creep, 
There lies a tale, a chilling draft, 
That sends shivers down the spine, so deft.

A cabin old, with windows like eyes, 
Staring into the abyss of skies, 
Stood silent, save...

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She was lost and cried all night, heart broken and sad
Old wounds ached from countless jagged scars and flaws
It was an evil monster, abusive and powerfully bad
From its sadistic, tormenting ways, never did it pause

How had she become completely blinded by its charm
Raspy whispers in...

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