Best Recovered Poems

This is not a time for us
Facing these weeks of hospital walls
My knight now jousts an invisible foe
Shorn of hair, yet still he wears
Tubes of...

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Olive’s Cinnamon Bark

It took her some while to sense the meaning of feeling good in her skin

Her mirror her prism her mosaic glass and the...

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Gettysburg Hauntings

When General Meade met General Lee
At Gettysburg in 1863

Sons of the South battled Northern brothers
And neither side has ever recovered

Fifty-one thousand lives lost in...

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DISUNITY THEN UNITY
 
Last Episode of Pure Fantasy.

Fireball always seems to take center stage,
Except in the last episode it was with absolute rage,
Echoman has secretly...

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Dear Carolyn:
Another letter from another tour
In this place in the sand they call Helmand
This will be my last, for you can be sure
To never look...

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STOP RIGHT THERE!!!						
NOT SO FAST….							
Just where do you think you are going??!!
Do you think you can just walk away!!
You have work to do.
Tighten up that...

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Winter breathes in sepia tones along a lonely two lane street
divided amongst the sweeping frozen dunes
now forced into shouldered amnesty

Street lights shiver in snowcapped bonnets
while...

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Tea Leaves On The Bosphorus

Seated at a table by the stirring water,
My eyes absorb the shore of Asia.
Minerets and aged worn stone
Stand haphazardly along the...

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Two thousand years, a tragedy is past
Yet it's history still leaves us aghast.

On a night, dreadfully dark
A  volcano erupted, leaving it's historical mark

Mount Vesuvius...

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On December the twenty eight in the year eighteen ninety
Major Samuel Whitside was on patrol, with the seventh cavalry
When they sighted a party of Indians...

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The dwelling place is in lofty mountain peak,
hidden from protruding human eyes that seek.
A lonely figure the Yowie cuts,
All contact from the outside world he...

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Breakfast of Good-bye


fine remnants softly linger
along the edges - reminiscence,
soft ruffling of a curtain
tickled by a warm summer breeze,
cold scent of passion’s pillow
pressed into the...

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Growing up 
My father and me
He did the best he could
Because once we were three
 
Events happened
And then we were two
His rise and demise
As his...

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The Ink Bottle sits, alone,
It’s only Companions,
The Feathered Pen,
The Paper Pad.

The Desk, once alive,
The Words,
No longer,
Written.

Love, abandon,
But wanting not,
The Freedom,
It has.

A Wooden Chair, dusty,
Reclines not,
For...

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One day I delivered a poem
one that seemed to be premature
so I swaddled her up
and set her aside
to grow 'til I felt reassured

How she yowled...

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