Best Sieve Poems

What's happening..
what's happening to me?
Why,oh why
what use was that?

The tears, the trials..
the silences of
words left unsaid..
the ups and downs

What use was that?

The wrinkles,the lines
the aches and pains..
heartbreaks and joy
that each compound

I pick up a pen,
I write it down

As a chrysalis to a butterfly
a poem to...

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The Sieve of Time



Cast ashore,
along the banks of time,

whirling through the passing years,
clinging to my futile scribbles set in rhyme,


Cast ashore,
thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime,

clenching slivers of joy as weariness descends,
lulled into a peaceful slumber exhilaratingly sublime.


Cast ashore,
hazily adrift, a dandelion seed on the wings...

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Having mind like a sieve is not always so bad
For discernment in life is a gift
Information jams can cause a Teutonic shift.
For some, winnowing facts is a hard thing to do
Whether used for retention or letting things through
A good sieve has a value like ‘greater...

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Over the length of time in search for perfection,
a crucial thing remains as the core of my travails;
hardly a fulfillment, a negation to aim this goal,
for it’s impossible and never gets to fruition.

Attempts have always been on the horizon,
thinking that perhaps it can be possible;
however,...

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Beneath a tall magnolia I sat
And watched the slender birch trees oft caressed
By wind and sunny tenderness, and blessed
With quiet air above the grassy mat. 

Beyond the trees, a tall Artesian fount
Would pour its misty sprinkle on the lake,
Where turtles basked before the sun to...

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Time is a sieve through 
which everything slips
what once mattered 
rendered meaningless
as our lifeblood drips 
onto the clay creating 
a muddy bog that in 
our well worn boots 
we wearily slog 
like tired Tommies 
in the trenches waiting 
with bated breath 
for the shrill sound...

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