Best Rust Poems

I wonder about her
as I shave suet and place thistle seed down -

once again

she reveals herself to the corner of my eye
a slight movement caught...

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I see you ‘cross the vast expanse,
a love disguised in dreamy whirl
and clothed in raiment sun-spun gold
as wispy cirrus wraps your dance
the music of your...

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“Stardust Road.”

"Soft defense is driven by my thoughts,
I vanish away into yesterday’s scenic road,
Set the mood among the dark clouds,
Wish I could go back to...

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Why I am here in Poetrysoup?

I like a seed carelessly thrown 
upon dirty solid black, brown rocks,
I strive, thrived to grow 
despite big rough blocks..

words......

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The Rulers wield their silver shields,
             wear golden coronets
while warders guard the prison...

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POTD 20 Dec 2018

Like sand in an hour glass
Time moves so fast
A precious commodity
Not meant to last

Measured in hours
Minutes unfold
Time waits for no man
So I’ve...

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Where Have All The Pretty Poets Gone? 

A real poet are you, charismatic over everything you serve
Showcasing, a rainbow that folds the perfect worldwide perspective
I'm...

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What is a man without the woman he loves,
searching for his lady like lonesome doves.
As his heart connects with the one he adores,
his soul will...

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On pensive planes of wraith-like existence,
Are stoic shadows feigning affection;
Crimson lips of withering consistence,
Have lost their craze for craving confection.

Tear-filling prisms tilling a rueing sphere,
Pathos...

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Living on a planet, unsure if I belong 
Where only sand grains and fossils, seem to last long 
The instinct to breathe air, compelling me...

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Sounds of a Day in the Past

Cherry Creek was a thriving small town
Children played on swings up and down.

They screamed with delight and why not?
Today...

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A muddy toad 'ribbits,'  
before leaping away -
to which I ponder,
if fairy tales were true,
who's 'Prince Charming.' would you be?

I smile,
in the quiet pond's reflection.
I can see...

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I gaze beyond 
the silver winged 
     heart of 
twinkling twilight,
lost within metaphors 
    in warm cashmere
 ...

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“The True Mother”

What part of a heart
in another could one trust
when betrayal comes
like a silver bullet, words and deeds
sharp piercing to burrow 
bleed out Life’s...

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If someone leans upon an ancient tree
In future’s shade, a thousand years from now
Might they engage a wrinkle in the brow
And ponder over death of...

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