Best Single File Poems

When doves on evenings, calm and still, call out a hollow tone,
They rouse a medley, old as time, so few have ever known.
The whispered lines...

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These are the times
I sit and ponder at the beauty of it all,
amazed at the bounty of my blessings
Overburdened with foolish reminiscing
For the time has...

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I am an Outlander
Who lives on a high hill
Overlooking a man-made lake
That once was a rapidly rushing river
Along whose banks the Ozarks Bluff Dwellers and...

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Warriors of austere adventures,
soldiers for suffering and tribe survival,
children,peasents,women & men,the penny poor & candid criminals,
proud peoples,honest heros,

we marched on all the flesh of earth,
no...

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My name is Mr. Happy.
Spelled H-A-P-P-Y. 
Also known as Pappy.
Spelled P-A-P-P-Y.
I am the Mr. Happy Pappy guy.
And, I hate to see kids cry...
I hate to...

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From sagging huts up in the hills, 
We watched the tourists flash their bills. 
They piled our harvest on their plates, 
While soup and scraps...

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The heat of your breath hitting against me
Firing up my insides...seethingly sexy
Against my neck fascination begins
Bearing your silken Latin mocha skin
Wanton chocolate eyes melt me...

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Eleven horses traipsed single file toward home
The scudding clouds threw a snowflake now and then
A Brown bear sniffed the air and looked toward his den
...

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It's time for school to start again.
Children must cease their summer play,
to once more pick up books, paper, pen.
It's time for school to start again.
Parents...

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HUMANS, ANTS AND SHADOWS

The smallest ants cast long shadows. . .

Little they are but see how discipline they can be
Millimeters apart, they all unify in...

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TITLE:
       Xenophobia

Heed the warning
This isn't for the faint of heart
Verbalizing my deepest yearnings 
They're bound to be a bit...

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COME, SIT BY ME ( to Emily Dickinson)



 Emily--
    Come,
        Sit by me --

We’ll watch...

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AND I'M HUNGRY FOR YOU


Three days passed, Billy again is sitting relax in his favorite place.  Smile flower from his face as he watch...

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My concrere rose


 Stone in single file under the rock;
Scraping purple sea shells under the dock.
The seeds scattered all but one spot,
Blossom bloom, blowing memories....

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A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet...

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