Best Retraces Poems

She longs to take possession of her heart, but she quickly forgets.

He used his flattering power to gleam the pages and feast. 

Like the wind tossing the spider holding tight on a single web.

She retraces the steps in her mind, her soul dares not sleep

to...

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 As a byway ahead  grows quite dim
late evening ‘s radiance slowly pales away ---
This fiery yet compassionate woman brushes luster 
into her hair and retraces  the gleam
of  Mother Mary's pledge so she could face
her courage to raise consciousness from  unknown...

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I was relaxing in my sunroom, one very peaceful afternoon,
Enjoying the fables of Aesop, and all the flowers abloom.

The view from the many windows, was gold sunshiny delight,
With blossoms and rich greenery, and many birds in flight.

Every now and then I chuckled, at comical characters...

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How long will this road grow
Gliding down these asphalt ribbons
Content I drift with no urgency
My mind wandering where it will

My feet zigzag  as the wind caresses my skin
I cruise safely as I watch the clouds moving thin
As I eat up pavements at a steady...

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She retraces the past to uncover the mystery of the many failed relationships.
The first date seems to generate some fireworks.
This entices her to tempt fate and go out again.
Sometimes there is more of a connection and other times she strikes out.
The third date things get...

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Life is so tough, strong and high
bag of grit and elasticity difficult to die.

Staying strong even with a hit head
gives it strength to spot a hidden bread.

Combination of senses so powerful is a credential
the interplay of agility and speed is so essential.

Carnivorous in nature, giving...

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S pring in her steps she wanders in wonder

R ecoils in amazement retraces the year

I gnites the haven the Persians call ‘bunder’

N o regrets but resilience beyond graffiti of fear

G ive me hope she exclaims I will not go under


I n the semi desert one...

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Jeb was a veteran of the War of all wars,
When brother fought brother and families closed doors.
Wounded in battle in the year of sixty-one;
Four years before Gettysburg, fore' it just begun.

Jeb got a Medal of Honor two years ago;
Six months later he buried Anna in...

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All men approach the inevitable hardships of choices made or forced upon
A day of “paying the Piper” some may say 
Does one go about endlessly searching- trying to live as if won
Or get down and dirty- on hands and knees-searching for the answer to life’s...

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Old woman, sit.
You are a cornerstone, 
as gray as the marble vase.

Your hands are gnarled 
As the oldest trees.
There are furrows in your face.

But something still shines
From behind your eyes;
A soft and clear, unwavering light;

Something that declares
Your soul still young 
And still transcends the night.

Old...

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The Open door (My life’s Maze day)

Yesterday I painted my dream with the colors of the earth
like many I was afraid of the unknown’ land of dreamers’
The walls of doubt surrounded my thoughts
But to kill the shadow-(dark) is to shine light on it
And faith is...

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Your walk 
Through the wild urban path 
Under lampposts trees.
In vain you travel questioning 
The meanders of your grief.

The slimy paving 
Of a deserted gallery 
Echoes your steps of suffering 
On the silent columns 
Of a gothic front.

Slow the foot 
That pain has bound.
Languid the...

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Weekend wanderlust, backwoods trail tramping
Accesorized with well-heeled, hard-soled boots
Forrest frolicking, overnight camping
Freefalling footsteps connect to grassroots
Lost in labyrinth of lengthy commutes
Energized inboard engine outpaces
Scavenger hunting and other pursuits
Tieing up loose ends with taut bootlaces
Observing the touch of untouched places
Muddy meanderings, dry diversion
Pathway erases bootprint/ retraces
Exiting...

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A wee silky cat 
With heafty cordial fair eyes
Perched at a fence
At my sight descends
Escorts me to the mosque's gate
Retraces back at risk
Human presence troubles him...

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Everything off,
In the darkness quiet seeps into me.
My body is tired yet my mind continues.
As if searching rounded corners which never end
Looking for something which hides in the night.
But I know what's missing,
Her breathing mimicking a heartbeat,
Those slight movements of her feet, lifting and pulling...

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