Best Schemed Poems

               Bloom Road



Wherefore be this heavenly place?
Untouched by the metropolis'
inhumane demands?
Tis in your heart, dear friend, such 
a place...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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POTD 21 November 2017

So professional in his lies - So ruthless in his ambition
Feeding lies to the simple folk - convincing in his deception
Telling them...

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Ride of the Scarecrow Clan

(To: Mittens) 

She was born in the corn on a cold misty morn,
the most beautiful cat on the farm.
(I must keep...

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Venice, the daughter of the sea
Winding paths, waterways or cobblestones roads
Rulers of the renaissance, noblemen would be
Her navy full of conquests, her triumphs all would...

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From my lowly bachelor’s house
Proudly christened ‘Embassy Fair’
I woke up to the chirping of birds
On the trees above and across the vale
And the riverine bushes...

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Alone, on my own, with no one to show; 
no one to share, no one to care.
My muse, she feeds my hungry craves; 
her gifts,...

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Flightless Birds Trapped In A Gilded Cage.
.
Fledgling innocents incarcerated in a gilded ornate cage
Budding pretty flowers 
Within the blossoming of youth
Of tender sensitive age
. 
Born...

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Scratchy, scratchy, what's that sound,
Atop my home space, high and round?
Could there be one self-served mouse,
Schemed to steal my sweet, dry house?

No, those sounds don't...

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When I was a child, 
horses raced across my consciousness 
like storm chased clouds.
They sprung from my crayons 
onto a blank pages, 
horse words filled...

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(Esther 5: 2)



The King Held Out To Esther
The Golden Scepter
That Was In His Hand

She Was His Queen
The Woman Who Fulfilled His Dreams
One of The Most...

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Find I you, not musing in bliss of love.
In  reverie crushed of silent lament,
Pray, let me hear the rant you gave thereof,
of love’s self...

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Ethel Hurst

1889 – 1918

I saw the town rise up
Like a single blade of grass after a spring rain.
I played a multitude of hop-scotch games
With my...

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Those far off days from way back when
   My age was five, or maybe ten.
   No matter what, i was carefree.
...

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Don't ask me how it happened; I have no clear recollection. I have always had this brazen habit of coming right out and directly asking...

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