Best Rues Poems

Tarnished tracks of thought

converge at dead end unknown,

frozen time in tunnel rusts

on scarlet scale of past,

stilled present disowned, rues in blue.

(English is my second language)

August...

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If only I could make my way to Paris
To search the boulevards and rainy rues
I'd look to find my lonely heart an heiress
An Irish lass...

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A pregnant lass with eyes of glass had never learned to cope;
once set adrift her fall was swift, she slid a slipp’ry slope.
She fled the...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes...

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'Twas a fortnight fraught with tainted stars;
'Midst mournful tears salting Neptune's sea.
A withered lass swallows internal scars,
'Twixt purist passions removed from thee.

Thoust bravest beloved her...

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The Mountain –
I climb between a foothill
And its craggy legs. Self will,
See me through
Where few have forged before,
Higher than the hawks explore
And higher than my...

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RUINS OF TRANSFORMATION

Hands hold, faces face
Eyes lock, bridge distance
Time stops in silent grace.
Hands hang, faces distort
Eyes glare, bridge burns
Past crashes, time aborts.

Minds close, hearts abrade
Egos...

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The cotton runs high in the Taliban sky
Resistance continues, into the south.
I watch nightly news with a heavy sigh 
Not letting judgments escape from my mouth. 

I see...

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There was poetry,
In the open fields,
On the slanted blueberries,
On the skirts of schoolgirls,

There was poetry,
In the sunny cupboards,
In the quiet gardens,
In the sweet air of...

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Now, Railroad Bob has lost his job, he’s got no place for working,

His wife, she cries with desperate eyes, their baby’s head’s a’ jerking.

The union...

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Empty Mothers   

For every lonely child
lost to love,
an empty mother rues
her fruitless days

Empty mothers
cry in the sun.
Lonely children
long to dance.   

Kathryn...

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Urban

Dare to touch me without any rules. 
Dare to see the spectacular view on us
In the nearest past
Covered by shadows, covered by dust. 
How passionately...

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C’est ton heureux anniversaire
Mon amie, ma copine, ma commère
Il m’est impossible de t’envoyer des fleurs
Et je ne peux pas t’écrire de jolis poèmes
Cependant je peux...

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Got the time to take a three-week break
Before the next 'hoorah'.
Spent most of his time on the ego line
With the girl behind the bar.
Mixed twenty...

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Saved soul
Soiled from living
Sin rues

Ruing
Of the mark missed
Joy

Joyful
Burdens lifted
New lease  

Written: December 01, 2014...

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