Best Retuned Poems

I was a professional, melodic dance instructor, at the flowery prime of the art,
And I taught its various, elegant styles, sweet joy of valuable living to impart.

The noble old classic styles will never die, like the endless, hit parade of stars,
While the new ones add...

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I found a beautiful shattered heart
Floating out in space
I gathered all the pieces
It's sadness to erase

Each piece was filled with love
That was the glue I used
How could this thing of beauty
Have been so abused

Once it was reconstructed
Each part perfectly placed
I prayed to my Father
To have...

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Dark skis over head 
The fiery pit underneath 

When she walks into the room
All light is pushed from me

Striding up to me she opens her mouth
And from it flies the insults and curses
That turns me cold in my soul

Why do I deserve this? 
What crime...

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There is a river nearby
A black green mystery of water
That standing at one end
One can hardly see the dim
Outline of trees on the other side.
The river is deep
And in the stillness 
Of early morning
A mist comes
Off it
So thick and impervious
That you literally can't 
See your...

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Since early childhood I was aware of my sorroundings;
looking around with the interest of a grown-up man,
waiting for the golden sunrise with rosy streaks
to rise from beyond the Paterno Mountain...
to dazzle a southern boy with vivid dreams.


The clock-tower, in the Fallen Soldiers memorial square wreath-adorned,
stroke...

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tears roll down your cheeks like pyramids of deflation
i never know how to fix it, so i choose to listen
what i discover are emotions that are oftentimes stranded in the rain of routine
we need to get the blood of our origin flowing again
knowing this, i...

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I thought she was the one for me. 
She showed me loved then played with my dreams. 
My heart just knew she was the one. 
Then she became evil like a loaded gun. 
She got what she wanted down my pants. 
Then never retuned my...

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love?



Love is a door not always open to u alone
as the heart allows others to enter
love is pure but not as sunlight
as the scorching heat can be unkind
love is a smile but not always radiant
as a scowl or a frown reminds the heart not to...

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……

     Searing pain shot through 
my body like a wave of heat. I 
raised my arm to feel my 
cheek, but he grabbed my 
wrist, forcing it back to my 
side. A small whimper escaped 
my lips. 
   ...

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Love in a mutiny

It was the May of 1857
There was a great clash in the north
Here two souls were loving each
by forgetting everything around them

He was Vadivel a soldier and
She was Muthammai in a teen of beauty
They were the lovable souls of their village
which was...

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(Background:  After I retired from the college some years ago, I decided to take a 
temporary sales job at J.C. Penney in the mens’ wear department.  The pay was 
laughable, but I had never been employed at anything other than a “professional” 
job....

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Do you remember that city by the bay?
With streets that shined like gold
even on a cold wind day?
although some would not recall or be so bold 

Do you remember that city by the bay?
the sea would rise, with a rising tide 
that even the fish...

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I heard the pitter patter of little feet I looked up to see my daughter looking so sweet!She 
said daddy I heard a story today before the starting of the Christmas play!It was about a 
man named Jesus that died for our sins then retuned...

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The frame declared unsafe, Bridgerule's bells fell
silent; no longer heard over the hills.
The loss was felt by all. Not to hear a bell
for Sunday worship or at weddings, stills
all joy; and for those who mourn no more peals
half-muffled for their loss. Yet the Captain
of the...

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Hand me forgiveness for all your evil
Hands can hold this head above the water
These hands held me through tough times
When I could not breathe, could not see they guided
These hands now hold me under the water
Drowning what used to be good in me
My hand scramble...

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