Best Rights And Wrongs Poems

Born into a family of fourteen
Never heard the words “I love you”
She left home a girl with little education 
An army life she did pursue

She...

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A dark angel writes in the air,
“There will be no tomorrow for you.”
Then puffs of shiny cloud ebb,
Ebony night surrounds me.
I tremble in fear.
 
I...

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Dear budding poet,

Regarding modern poetry this is a result of poets such as you redesigning forms of poetry written through the ages by different nationalities,...

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I believe our Constitution reigns- 
		good order must prevail;

that our Bill of Rights remains intact 
		to guard our freedoms shared.

And that our hard-earned Flag stands...

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mossy vines served as camourflage
on a decaying  gravestone, in old graveyard,
time not revealed the names on that stone,
was this the one for which I...

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RHYMES FOR SHARED TIMES

Maintain shared possessions - clean, tidy and in working CONDITION
Share responsibilities, or allocate them in a fair and balanced PARTITION

Keep your promises...

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Born into a family of fourteen
Never having heard the words “I love you”
She left home a girl with little education 
An army life she did...

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What I enjoy might very well be
Something you despise.
The things that light me up may be
Unpleasant to your eyes.

But that’s what makes the world go...

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Numbers, numerals,
like words,
combinations of letters,
mean something,
sometimes more secular,
sometimes more sacred ecological.

Numerals and letters share sacred iconic human-intelligence root systems
within a bicameral ecology of mind-body nonduality,
both...

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Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken...

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I have an outside RightBrain dominant thalamus
to watch and listen to,
to feel confluent and resonant with,
to love,
as parent with child,
yet this is more of a...

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We need to talk.

Is this one of those times
where you need to talk
and I must pretend to listen
while you rant?

Well, yes,
if you could extend this...

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The other day I heard a voice. 
   Saying life is altered by a single choice
Be careful what you do or say 
...

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There is a lady
In my Soups,
She writes poetry
As she stoops
To think about philosophy
Or talk about life's mystery.
And everytime I read her songs,
I must use the...

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The dawning day is like an open door
for voyagers adrift in living stream
to waken from the dream asleep no more.

When out of slumber’s seas we’re...

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