Best Seventh Poems

Part One of Two

Mary Elizabeth Frye Dedication Poems, Seventh Poet Honored
Part One 

(1.)
Graveyard Visit, Seeing Death's Saddest Truth

Walking rows of silent tombstones that litter in my head
I see far more than just faces of buried ancient dead
I see epic battles some lost and long journeys...

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Soothing ordinal number, satisfying one’s needs,
End of one’s endeavor, a completion of a week;
Valuable quantity on spiritual event like Jesus’ words on the cross,
Even church sacraments and God’s rest after His creation and great work.
Number wrapping the amazing wonders of the world,
The lucky symbol of...

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What made you so special my freckle faced friend..
the day I heard you singing to a record, from your window next door.
Bell bottom clad teenaged knock out, with a ballerina's step..     
In huge Cape Cod two story where dreams took form.

My...

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Rising of the red dragon,
roaring loud clap of thunder,
wings spread from a trap dungeon,
on top a summit underground well.

An old English Falcon knight,
the bells summon, as the priest
runs out shouting in sheer fright,
a demon has invaded the church.

The Falcon knight rows his boat
out an overlooked...

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This is your new world
A new age of cooperation for change
Of the hovel's life.
A growth managed not by seven nations
But twenty chosen friends
Marginalizing thos who have no arms
To declare a nightmare
On the dreams 
Of children sweating
In straw beds at center of the world.
A world where...

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God was so pleased with his six days of creation
The seventh day He declared a day of rest
Bound to have some heavenly
Well-deserved relaxation

As soon as He woke up
He brewed a cup of java and 
Set up his most comfy Adirondack chair
On his fluffiest favorite cloud

And...

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God took his time to make the world and we are truly blessed, 
He worked so hard for six long days but then He took His rest. 
A whole day off from His creation so what’s a deity to do? 
He slept late then got...

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O souls of the Island, 
I have silently 
heard through 
tropical torrents 
and surpassed 
a million miles 
of the milky seas, 
away from 
mint-marine 
silhouettes of my
utopian wonderland, 
as strawberry 
ripples and 
coconut-scented 
musings called 
upon my 
flamboyant spirit, 
to explore those
ebony-emeralds 
of universe and...

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out grocery-shopping

with her mom. she shrieks with joy...

        mom picked up ice-cream



Date written: 10/14/2019...

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I met you in seventh grade
In laughter and games our bond was made.

Through every joy and every tear
You’ve been my rock my friend so dear.


We share our secrets dreams and fears
With you beside me I feel no tears.

In sunny days or skies of gray
Together we’ll...

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River ever flowing
‘fore Gillette’s “Seventh Sister”
nature's beauty thrives

scenic view sparks thoughts
stone castle amid the trees
represents my life

A cool winter day
exhaling yesteryear's dreams
future seems unclear



Note:  William Gillette's estate, called Seventh Sister, was built in 1914. 
Connecticut's government took over the property in 1943 and it...

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“Heal The World” like in Heaven
A “Thriller” many believed he was too “Bad”
The King of Pops “Black or White” 
Seven times he cried—“The Way You Make Me Feel”
Then he “Eased on Down the Road”
Singing: “Earth Songs” like “Beat It,” “Leave Me Alone”
Now “Ben,”—he is “Gone...

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I wear a mask of happiness because it is the only way,
To get me by unnoticed through each horrible day
My sister isn’t here,
My mom and dad don’t care
Too see any pain,
I’ll just stumble and take the blame.
For someone elses actions,
I hide my only fear. 
I...

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But I walk along.
Forte to my cause.
A fort of strength…
Militarily built -
     Therefore, must be militarily defeated.
Many say I am a buyout -
     Too much intelligence to decipher.

No lack of esteem that can be embraced maybe a...

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It started out so peaceful
It was God's Sabbath's rest
No work to be done in it 
Just to keep it Holy, blessed.

But someone picked forbidden fruit
And ate of it; a mortal sin
Much to their shame and all good things
The day was cursed and all therein.

Eternally to...

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