Best Scolded Poems

The mustard seed 

a wild mustard seed took flight 
carried aloft in gathering light 
over thistle'd sage and poppies  
in countless colorful copies

as brash...

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Loss Lost Love

by~ GARY FIELDS

Why my love left?
I soon forget the reason's why
All that I remember
Is that she left such
An empty space
An empty trace
So many...

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He sits quietly in the corner of the room
and dabs his face removing the blood that
still gently trickles down his cheek. Flinching 
from the pain...

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The sun shines again 
for he smiles.
The indeterminable day no longer flees or hides
for its end is sought, as is its beginning
for he smiles.
Confusion though...

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"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"

                ...

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My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me,...

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A lonesome coyote howled deep in the wood
And a MOST unwise owl somehow misunderstood
Oh, alas and alack!
She rashly hooted back
(And she hooted as hard as...

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A
long
lost art-
scolded by
female bravado....

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Once his brown alpargata shoes trod countless miles,
imagination burst from his vivid, traveler's eyes...
He traversed valleys leading to azure mountains,
and heard a chant sung with...

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Standing upon the roof top,
watching her brothers walk to school,
Rekha reminisces about her playground,
full of childhood innocent smiles.

A sole kite decorated in orange and red,
floats...

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The whittled worries and fears shred my nerves like ants on glass, sparkling red. I notice and bow to the glitterati in their fine silks...

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My sister persuaded me for a dare
to take the cushion off grandma’s chair
and although we knew it wasn’t right
we would use it to for a...

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Cunning like foxes,greedy as hyenas,they looked at me;
With widened eyes and wet lips,ready to grab me,like an angry lioness; 
And tear me like a beast...

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Usually, I fall behind
Where I’m supposed to be.
One step back (or more), I am
In perpetuity.

Papers pose in giant piles,
Awaiting my perusal.
All entreaties for removal
Meet with...

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As I rise from this comfortable feather bed,
I peer out a window and shake my head.
 Relinquishing the grip of last night’s sleep,
rubbing my eyes...

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