Best Sleeved Poems

hanging in the air
humidity’s heaviness . . .
the river’s slow crawl


On the Mississippi lies the beautiful little city where I once lived. How many times...

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When February feels like May
And skies are blue instead of gray,
We flock outdoors, but do not know
Which way our clothing needs to go.

Winter jacket? Much...

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Burlap and Satin


He labors in the field 'neath blazing sun
   below a sky of blue with clouds of white;
    ...

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Depression by my side, anxiety is there too
I speak on subjects that most people are scared to
I won't apologize for speaking on the pain that...

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LOST AND FOUND

Someone help me please, 
I feel so lost,
The snow is deep, 
The streets are dark,
Unfriendly people 
Come at a cost,
I left my red...

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There it stands, desolate and alone
That roofless shell where the winds
Still whisper of the past
When  scampering children's squeals
 And wheeling seabirds' cries
Rose thinly through...

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"Between the Hours"



If I had stopped to search 
your page, again…
decoded somehow
what you had written

Between the hours

Surreal a.m. 
3.33
I would have lost the time 
to...

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I have seen them stand outside my door,
pleading mother to help stage their show,
on our verandah with stony floor,
tattered clothes, hungry child, wife on tow!
...

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Trapped in a sinuous labyrinth,
I run down twisting corridors of well-trodden soil,
flanked on each side 
by bushes twice my height!
I go left; I go right;
turning...

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December 14, 2012

Little pink coat, Mommy holding 
little pink hand, the firehouse
must have seemed a marathon away,
the longest run of their lives.

Skedaddle little pink coat,
miniature...

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I watched, fascinated, as the tall lone boy
in line to ride the Scrambler
stuffed handfuls of peanuts in his mouth.
This was the same boy I had...

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When I fell I had no one to help me up
I was laughed at, Bullied and kicked while I was down
Alcohol was too important to...

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STRAWBERRY SWEET 
Strawberry scent 
At the picnic place
Late in the afternoon
Birds singing up in the trees
With the joy of spring season`

The basket half empty all...

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A man who lacks a sleep schedule.
In a home that houses not only him
But his very own mother
His daughter who comes equipped with
Her very own...

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I’m lost, the snow’s so deep, red scarf left as a mark, but gone,
I need to nap, a busy night, Santa and Rudolph will miss...

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