Best Show Poems

Do not hide your face
                                    Let me see your beautiful...

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Narrate you own life's story
and tell you own life's tale
Don't leave it up for grabs
or even up for sale!

Write down your own life's story
before the others do
Wading through words and phrases
that aren't remotely true...

Plan out your own life's story
before it's done for you-
and you're stuck...

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So long have I harped of regret,
For price of vice is not paid yet,
With rueful heart, Lord, now I pray;
O God, won't you show me the way.

Contrite in careless deeds of yore,
As mindless acts morals abhor,
I seek amends, and humbly say;
O God, won't you show...

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A Look Back at Eighteen Months Here-The Show is Over

When your poems reside in a shoe,
like mine,
pounding the pavement to nowhere.
The onset of blisters isn't imagined.
Those blisters take roots,
hindering your motivation
to move-
and to continue to write.
It hurts.
Seeing those poems take residence
in pity.
Sans the
comfort of
leather and...

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The fog, it clings the heavens low,
a damp and murky sight
Where creaking branch and fears bestow,
this chilly autumn night

The path it winds, a serpentine,
a' slither 'long the way
As shadows dance a drastic scene,
in silhouette array

My heart now beats a rapid pace,
cold shivers grip my...

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Sky covers her nakedness
with the raiment of clouds
Stars array in circular patterns
to stage a group ballet
Amid, sits queen moon
in silken robes and a silver diadem 
bathed in garish light
with a flash of amber and a blaze of gold
like a halogen lamp
Soon clouds will make way...

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Have you ever listened to the silence?
Alone in the giant trees
Have you ever experienced your soul?
Being totally at ease
Have you ever stood atop a volcano?
Felt its trembling power
Ever smelled the sulfur boiling in the pits
Man that sure is sour
Have you ever loved with all that...

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I move my hurtful head and stare forlorn
Over my non-existing boundary,
Where past is seen and future laughs decayed.
Here language is an unwelcome guest,
In stillness awkward, clean environment.
My eyes stay empty, yet insist and glare
Through looks of expectation all around:
“Where are the others, how long did...

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The cold sun’s anemic arc, 
    skirts the day with crystal frill. 
    Prancing just above the pines,   
       sun dogs wag their tails. 

      ...

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If you want to succeed at poetry, start off by showing your work.
Be proud of what you’ve created, even when others will smirk.
Focus on what is important, take a chance and write what you please.
Always stay true to your form and remember the a. b....

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Oh, pretty little butterfly, flitting all around.
You can flash dance colorfully even with no sound. 
Hummingbird, I see you too. You flap your wings so fast.
You super duper flapper, you are having such a blast!

Bumble bee, big bumble bee, your buzzing song is rare.
Few insects...

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vivid green cedar
against winter's bare oak tree
red bird sits alone

©Donna Jones...

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i am made up
in equal parts of what i believe 
and 
in equal parts, i believe in 
what i am made up of.

you break me down and you've got
equalityfreedomwomansrightsproch
oiceantibullyingantistigma-
herpes.

it makes no difference to
you 
what happens when I take my pants 
off.
but somewhere along the line...

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The air was thin and icy.
It was dark and cold outside.
A blanket of snow covered the ground.
The footprints in the snow led the way.
We loaded the bus one-by-one as if we were animals entering Noah’s Ark.
Statuesque beings sat motionless in their seats.
Twenty pairs of eyes...

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She doesn't dance like Anna Pavlova
She doesn't sing like Diana Ross
but on this blissful day I am watching
the best performer I've ever come across

She wobbled on her pique turns
She forgot to point her toes
but she never lost her smile
a perfect angel until the close

She might...

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