Best Regretted Poems

In those primitive times of long, long ago
when behemoths wandered the land
when mankind was wicked and ruthless and raw
and battles were ever at hand.

An unruly...

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The depth of our love has an infinite range,
as I reminisce on the day that we met.
I will always remember your deepest voice,
a mellifluous sound...

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Sunday night Apr. 8, 2001:
The night I slept in relative peace
foolishly, naively believing and
falsely assuming that all was well…

But then the morning after:
Though not the...

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She was the best pal we ever had,
Thinking about her still makes me sad,

Quietly wagging her tail for her food,
Silently waiting like a friend so...

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We all have our good and bad days
Because they depend on our ways
Growing up around bad environments
And a screwed up system by governments
My family not...

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ME, MY MUSE AND ME!

ME
What I am about to say and do,
Would be inconceivable by more 
Than a few,
How could I dare,
Its isn’t fair,
For it...

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Divorce
Let me start by giving you  a small  anecdote
About  a husband and wife at the divorce court
Ranting and Raving till the judge...

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I run uphill for some way,
mostly on an easy pavement,
and partially on a jarring dirt track,
I resentfully enjoy a route
against which I am free to...

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If passion speaks beyond self-centered will,
if stones may cry aloud because a man 
keeps silence, or if whispers wash the mind 
as storms in springtime...

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She sat near a pool of brownish waters.
Perplexed by her own reflection.
The wind tender on her hair,
Tossing it eastward.
Drying her imbrued face,
From days of sobbing,
Leaving...

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Two hands in folds of shoddy cotton,
in clouds of cheap champagne and cigarette smoke.
My ringing ears

Echoing the television murmurs,
but it’s the same news on a...

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People once said I was a homebody, and I guess that was me,
Often curled up with a good book, I loved watching movies.

Like blooms of...

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Suppose the sun stop shining
And the clouds get dark
When there will be not of the courage to face life head-on
Who will be there to give...

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The Camelot That Was Not

By Elton Camp

Arthur was a king both wise and good.
He always did exactly what he should.
Sat with his knights at a...

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As my weary eyes give in
I become entranced.
A day completed now
and so I give it back a glance.
Every chance I'm given,
I break it all apart
I...

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