Best Sits Poems

She sits on the outer looking in
As the party is in full swing
Another family gathering
With all the happiness and laughter it brings

Her family….children and grandchildren
Her reason since their birth
Nurturing, worrying and loving them
Her purpose on this earth

She reflects back on their younger years
The days of...

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His interest awakens, 
as he laid eyes on a young maiden 
sitting there alone.

How lovely she is, graceful
and beautiful.

Her auburn hair done up in a thick braid,
crowning her head with small stray 
tendrils, curling about her fair heart shape ethereal face,
above a long neck, and...

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The visitors arrive and I must bear
Their comments are not that I really care.

I stare at them as they would stare at me; 
Until they break the ice, act so beastly.

Listen to their litany of abuse,
"Look well, her eyes are closed, having a snooze?"

"Isn't this...

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In innocent lie
Amidst the lightening dew
Poppies in mourning
She unknown, taken at will
Where now a butterfly sits










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My dog, she sits on the lawn chair like a human, on the porch
She listens to the wind chimes like me, enjoys the moment and the breeze
She watches over everything, no-one can get anywhere near here
Without her saying something to let me know all about...

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Bogdan Chmielnicki sits astride a horse
A magnificent statue in Central Kiev
To a monumental Ukrainian figure
A George Washtington-style liberator
He took it to the Poles in the 1600's

A lone Jew glances at Bogdan on his horse
Forgive him his disgust, of course, for
That Cossack and his army murdered
Nearly...

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She Sits In Her Little Room
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She sits in her little room
Dried flowers and jasmine scent
And writes the words of promise
Hoping to transcend
She often paints in memory
Upon the walls of dream
Where specs of stardust glisten
Upon a sea of love 

She roams the woods of fairytale
On twilight's...

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Sad she sits,
herself a chain,
that's locked and without key.
Not a tumble left undone,
and combination free.
Shaking has shackled shoe,
noisey within steps.
Ringing deeply tuned to tears,
soaked and deeply wet.
Screams they are her thunder,
lightning in her gaze.
The eye within the storm that brews,
want wash her pain away.
Sad she...

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Love Sits and Waits 
Inside the empty void of the heart
Waiting for that special moment
That will light the spark

That one special person
That will take the place
Of the hurt in a heart
That will put a glow on a face

The one special touch 
That will make you...

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                                           Red Cardinal...

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It was first all, beautiful
And the plain blue sky spanned on either sides
With snow-white flakes drifting religiously
Over light-green steeples into a land
Beyond what my bulgy brown eyes can see
And God sat; watching

It soon turned pitiful
And beholding as in a trance a swam of famished 
locust...

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I try to count my blessings
And compare my life to hers
I try to see that I have so many 
reasons 
to maintain my nerves

But, she is the one that never cries
But, she is the one that never cries

She has been through a war
And yet she...

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It Sits There


It sits there,
like the old Chevy in the driveway,
empty, but for memories
of better days.

Days of running hot
on roads of steaming passion,
squealing tires speeding
the road to fulfillment,

time’s road markers
flashing past
in the dancing headlights
fading into lover’s dust.

It sits there,
just as big, as heavy,
as empty as...

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Red Cardinal sits
'pon willow feathers puffed out ..
sunlight filters through fog   ...

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He sits
Head in hands
His body weak and exhausted
He wants to know why
Answers never given
His soul has gone to seek
Left alone within the gloom
Vulnerable
Exposed to predators
Waiting patiently in line to pounce

Shadows lurking
He sees but is blind
To the truth he contains
In the darkness
Silently weeping 
His tears fall...

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