Best Return Poems

A charlatan returns despite his earlier defeat.
After two years gone, he claims he owns a seat
But there is no throne for the jester who bears
His recycled words without sparks or flares

A costume he wears, but many of us can see
he's a mean little boy who always turns beastly
He talks of being nicer, but his words...

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The air is thick with memory -
A fog of reminiscence.
Or is it simply mist 
Rolling through the window? 
I feel the wind and taste the salt,
Hear the distant pulse of waves 
Keeping time, skipping beats
With my haunted heart.
The wind chimes sway and croon
From their place above the sill,
Where sand dollars still form a row
Among crumbs...

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Swept away
the last colour 
of sunset,
Ocean in his eyes,
winds  and waves
the sea-man loved.

Forever gone
the late-song
of night birds,
crushed corals,
sand and rocks
the sea-man loved.

Blown afar
the harvest seeds,
Flowers in his heart,
Petals in bloom,
Pale-pink blossoms
the sea-man loved.

Found and lost
the light of stars,
Alone He sailed 
through narrow paths,
to mountain'shadows
the sea-man loved.

In hope to smell
the scent of her hair,
In hope...

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*Note:  A 60-year annual tradition that involved a mysterious visitor leaving three 
roses at the grave of writer Edgar Allan Poe on the anniversary of his birthday 
ended in January 2010.  Curators of the Poe House and Museum are at a loss to 
explain who left these gifts and why they stopped. ...

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Full moon ... or nearly ...
          I sit on the pier as it groans with swells,
               Dangling my nostalgic heart in the freezing Atlantic,
     Forty-plus years gaze back...

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My muse is a poetic flower garden,
blooming lilacs in barren meadows,
but I still remember 
how I heeded haunting heartbeats
in paradise, whilst praying 
for your lustrous light,
to descend onto my hazy horizons.

Your eyes like captivating sunsets,
made me dream away, 
recalling shells lost in a forgotten 
coral reef, castaway upon 
an elusive island,
where the paths have no...

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The First Gathering, The Wrath, The Return Of Zeus
( "Wherein Fate and Destiny Reign Over Blind Worship )


Else the throngs of mortals find the truth,
 
teeming in the angry hordes they may,
 
forget to pay alms and worship us all,

instead learn to burn their own flame;

Dare they become gods of their own creation,
 
rule as...

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For my satire group, and for Will; a fairy tale

To a fanfare of horns
The young knight returned
With a tale of slain dragons to tell
The princesses blushed
And the old queen flushed
And the gay knights were happy as well

He had cast down his cross
From the height of his hoss
And left the thing there where it fell
For the...

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Written for the Winter Solstice sunrise at Avebury, Wiltshire, England

I have waited for you
Where no shadow seeps
Deep in the earth
Where the slow damp creeps
Under the stones
Where the sunlight sleeps
I have waited for you

I have listened for you
In the eaglet’s cry
In the echoes of rooks
In the empty sky
In a new born’s breath
And a dead man’s sigh...

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I swore that day, I'd never fall again
With tears of heartbreak dripping from my chin
A wall was built to keep intruders out
To insulate my heart in times of doubt
I thought the feeling died
Felt nothing deep inside
No one could hurt me, even if they tried

Buried in my heart beneath the pain
Beneath the bitterness, and loneliness, that...

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Grace had floated royal 
among the sweet summered months,
and not a moment had passed
without the nectar of love;

Three feathered lords so fledgling
white-black,
sleeping white at noon,
'neath arbors brawn....
where the nestles are soft with love,
and dream to host all the world watching;
from horizon's scarlet painting pink
the billowed white hues ---
and black-purple from the Lord's smile

What crimson disguise...

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It was nearly two years ago, that I left the PS site
Bidding my friends fond 'farewell,' I took flight
If the door is ajar, I think I'll enter once more
Hoping things are better than they were before
My muse was confused, but wanted to return
So here we are  ~  Your amity we hope to earn

We've...

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The Return of the Dragon Lord

Heart twisting in winter wind,
tripping through a water-colored dreamscape,
as if bewitched, she listlessly paces  
outside his dismal, dark cave.
Peering at the distant gray hilly horizon,
she anticipates her Dragon Lord’s return.
With his golden reptilian eyes flashing, 
and his mighty wings stretching across the sky,
she knows he's making his way back...

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M. So Mike I hear you've been gone?

MH. Why yes I have!

M. Why the absence?

MH. I just needed some time to clear my head.

M. That should have taken no more than a couple minutes

MH. Ahhh...no, I was gone a couple weeks. I was going to stay out a month but this site is so addictive!...

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Heaven Sending Clear Signs Of Hope's Return
     (Sweet Hope Returns)(Part Two)

Solitary ray of light breaks grey dawn's pain,
flowing smoothly with emerging cool breeze.
Am I dreaming or truly going insane?
Is this apparition just another tease?

Confidence grows as majestic sun breaks through,
heaven sending clear signs of Hope's return.
That precious moment dear, I thought...

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