Best Shaven Poems

I grew a beard
while waiting for you
it looks more and more
like I'll never get through

My left ear was aching
I switched to my right
This perpetual holding
has...

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August wind, glass moon,serendipity...
two chairs gazing at each other in tender flow.
Hundred miles away, clouds gather
to fondle the opening and closing
of after- midnight refrains,
both trespassing...

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Sitting with her now
       Watching 
How did she get so old?
       How did...

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At last, in the mute of twilight hums
I am possessed with silence shaven,
whiteness of peace touches the breath
melting the morsels of earth’s flesh
from soiled, weary...

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Stepping Through Time

I 
find that
I’m dancing
with a tall man.
Joy floods my soul, for
I am with my hero!
He’s awkward and lanky, but
his arm is strong around...

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...She is a ten year old girl.
Her mother?...
...A fine example 
for her daughter.

...He is a father a husband.
He was a soldier...
...sent in harms way.
They are a...

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The Stone Story 
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Perhaps I’m facing pogonophobes? 
Apparently wore the wrong face.
Age-hardened wiry wisps forge 
post-pubescent platemail -
protect strangers
from my truest fleshy pores, protect me 
from the xenophobes...

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It is the evening I have waited for, 
stiletto heels three inches high adorned my feet,
real nylons hung from garters beneath a
skin tight, leather skirt...

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I brew sunsets in teapots
I drink the dawn from a mug
and in my bicycle basket I have seduction in a jug
so now and then I...

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Not a true Choka...but uses a 5,7,7,5,7,7 format 
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Chill, steaming vapour;           
Silence...

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A wind, sharp and cold
Leaves the trees shaven,
Of such colors bold
Yet, in my mind are graven

Come November days
Less sunlight remains, 
Where it stayed and plays
Filtering,...

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My Marie, wasted so much time watching
Sat behind your image, I always wondered
Type me another picture, so I can look inside your head
Reach the final...

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shaven upstart girl
tongue moving around,quivers
lipping her essence...

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These two are for Joseph and Idella, my mother's parents :
 
Sayings
Funny, southern
Attentive, inquiring, divulging
"Shut your mouth wide open!"
Mamaw
 
Vegetables
John Deere
Planting, fertilizing, watering
Working, filling the...

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