Best Readers Poems

It was quite a time
when with my mind you used to rhyme
and in the tune of my heart you sign.

That time was quite long
when I...

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...to the finessed fowl
humming by my ear      tell me
Did anyone ever tell you
just how glad they are
to have you here?

Poignant...

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All In All, True Magnificent Treasures Given

Luscious the fruits, beautiful under moonlit beams
firmly planted roots, outstandingly hot, lush-sent dreams
all in all, glorified visions, heavenly sent
treasured...

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The story behind this poem
The curiosity of many of my readers (many of them women) was excited in my previous poem ‘Passion in Black and...

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I often sit for long periods of time
hoping the perfect beginning will come to me.
To write a poem that starts with a pristine Capital
leaving readers...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the...

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A letter to my wounds,
fragranced with powdered incense,
every word woven from carnelian ink,
beauty lies in the readers heart,
bruised syllables define nothing,
when everything phrased and vented,
are...

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If 2012 prophesies prove true
And Earth’s life cycles again renew
Mysteries of man will be more than a few

Challenges may await future life forms
With intellects far...

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With Eternal Sent Bliss Two Hearts Reborn - a collaboration with Susan Ashley


Under the midnight moon, romance waited
its true heart and beauty, with love baited
for...

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A Look Back at Eighteen Months Here-The Show is Over

When your poems reside in a shoe,
like mine,
pounding the pavement to nowhere.
The onset of blisters isn't...

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POTD 23 Mar 2024 

THE PATH WELL TRAVELLED.

Two paths diverged, and I was thrown by doubts I had never known
To my left, thickly overgrown, was...

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Every morning, before my caffeine 
I enjoy waking up with Ilene.
No, it's not what you think -
I wake up with her INK;
The fun thoughts of...

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On days I read…
   O dread
      The poets are dead!

A taste of bitter
   A tatterdemalion squalor
...

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"Dear Time"
Thank you for being patient, 
Thank you for understanding I'm human, after all.
Forgive me for all the mischievous prank calls. 
Much of what I...

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you carve your words precisely 
like a master does a flawless diamond
infuse your images on the head of a pin
not a letter wasted 

you who
speaks...

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