Best Sevens Poems

"Wondrous" this dynamic group,
That concocts their hearty poetic soup,
Then sit, then wait, always polite,
For comments that the others write.

But lofty are artistic goals,
As we bear...

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what do you dream of when you go to sleep at night
where do you fly to when you turn off the light
hours of travel all...

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Crazy wind whispers 
Into the ears of ‘champa’
A light scented Indian flower
Trees are full of them now
Your love in each and every bough


The breeze is...

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Over the ocean
          Pages of the story fly
     Like birds above the...

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If ever I had two hours with you… or three,
the vacancy of this night and lulled
shores would be refilled with the gushing
of frosted air on...

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Double oh Sevens
The gamble of dangerous men
Poets who carry guns
To shoot out the hearts
Of unsuspecting ladies
A single word, a bullet
That can wound or kill the...

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Look around,embrace life,smile,
Even if it's only once in a while,
Gods' world,acres of entertainment,
Learn to laugh,enjoy your environment,
Umbrellas out,the birds are soaring,
Two parrots pecking,so adoring,
The king...

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Declared debris?  ...  O' woe is me!
I am a just a chubby club of three..
Beyond the two, ... before the four
Not the card...

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First heard the call when three.
Pet store said come and see
and mommy did agree,
every child should have a puppy.

Wanted to get you all the toys,
while...

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I sit with crooked knees, bent 
like the browning blades of grass 
trampled by turtles 
and picked apart by doves 

My moans aren't moans of...

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if ever i had two hours with you… or three,
the vacancy of this quaint café and barren
shores would be refilled with the pouring
of pink- frosted...

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I play my guitar, 
now crying in sevens 
on a cold vacant morning 
with rain on the ground

Sorrowful chords, 
on the strings of emotion
in three...

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I wanted something bubbly
Coke with ice cream trick
That fridge, again, empty
So I made my trip to Kwik

Swerving around this town in my horses
Parking up by...

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Crown Him, Our Christ!

When the saints march forward 
Win the spiritual warfare in their bid
To prevail against the bits 
Of don'ts
When heart- darkened sinners
Are saved,transformed
Are...

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Weakness takes me apart like a blaze
Flames surround me as I lay
My weakness gives in
To the devil’s den

So many things I refuse to say
Day after...

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