Best Sheeted Poems

Beautiful Mystery (English Sonnet)

I heard the roaring from amongst the trees
as sheeted water tumbled from up high
a place where nature lay in blissful peace
exhaling fragrant breaths that gratify
a soul that yearns for stimulative balm.
I looked in silence, daring not to move
at risk of losing empyreal...

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Within the Craigie Mile a manor house stands
Under sheeted rain and surrounded by shrouding fog
One night as Hell sang in the sky
A lady did run along the Craigie mile
Where she was she had no clue
The fog was so thick it shrouded all
She was a bedraggled...

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The city streets are littered with sodden remnants of fall,
a chilling wind moans low between brick walls;

my vacant arms enfold my shivering form
to shield a heart grown weary of the storm.

There is a melancholy feeling to damp leaves upon the way
as though some precious spirit...

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angst, body, cry, hurt, imagery, insect, war,

DODOITSU 

(A MOSQUITO'S LAMENT)

THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB ©  

This sacrificial lamb starts
An aggressive night ensues
Mosquito’s ‘ding’ clarifies
Dinner is almost served!

TAKE COVER!  ©

I’m a prisoner trenched down
Under cover of ‘sheeted' white 
Less the incoming wine made
Mosquitoes blood bath!


DON’T SCRATCH!...

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It's the midnight dance, last call before the lights go out and the harvest moon glows brightly in the darkness. The room is full with partners sweeping close, hand in hand, floating liltly across the floor, snug and tightly wrapped in each others arms, lips...

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Somewhere in eastern Oregon
at the top of a long hill
I came upon a sea of golden grain.

The sun was just right
and a whisper of a breeze
made mock flames of the waving grain.

This sea had no end,
it appeared to climb the horizon--
a tidal wave to an...

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The Wind howls and the rain pours onto the Perspex sheeted roof
The rain seems to be chasing me as if trying to find proof
Proof that this day has finally arrived with no escape route in sight
My life, My family, All under the heavy and bright...

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The sun rose slowly over the horizon and fell,
We are the giant of Africa,
Relying on the neighboring and international dwarfs for economic and socio-political development,
A situation for the angels to weep over.

Corruption, marginalization, favoritism, nepotism and insecurity hung like wet blankets,
Families are crying, children are...

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She thought of herself as Dorothy
tornadoed into an unknowable oblivion
winded she rises,
fetal curled about an umbilicus of she
a shattered reality lays before her.
Shards of past self's pirouette, prisms
released from the boxed frame of sash
and nested frame of sill,
she rises.
The crisp whiteness of a slip sheeted...

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Easy to get stuck 
inside my head 
outside Earth's neglected 
aching hearts

Breathing in and out togather
fumes of historically fueled
graphite sheeted walls
too all-encumbering to smell
as monoculture's indoor trauma

Failure to wonder
nuanced appositional
wandering outdoor non-positions,
dipolar bipartisanships
passing in transitioning 
starlight nights

Looking for mediating
median win/win dispositions
still felt alone inside
too all-embracing
competitive...

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The rubber soles of my sneakers scrape along the sidewalk
as I go down the streets of my small hometown
with only a flashlight and the dim streetlights to illuminate the darkness
I walk my way through piles of scattered dead leaves
jack o' lanterns smile brightly as they...

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A floral blanket of silence
Lies out across the desert

Nothing moves-not air
Nor trees
       Nor blades of grass

The ogre’s breath is held
Suspended, then expelled

Stomping his feet,
Flashing his eyes,
Grumbling, the ogre

Blows
And, grumbling, cries
Fat sheeted tears –

Trees quickly bow
Shaken green heads as
The silent...

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Crimsworth Dene

Light relieved land stamped down and raised mounds and hidden folds, revealed the valley’s follies, farms and sunken rivers.

The bright afternoon eye-level sun painted radiance on the dead leaves’ shimmer, rainbowed the waterfall’s joyful spray, and drew eyemotes floating into dancing stars against the...

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Savage whims of winter
          that bring freezing rain
          unrestrained
          in a sky re-grouping
     ...

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Castles surpass fireballs of the sky
Where I forge through thought and pen, I the hermit writer
To fool the giant and steal the golden goose
As I carve and climb into my comfort of ivory tower

Passion masquerading obsessions counterfeit to wisdoms of this mind
Suicidal arrogance blind, tools...

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