Best Slide By Poems

Today’s students strive only to meet expectations
We used to go all out to exceed expectations
Young people have no real goals, just vague destinations
Their minds seem to be set on low-level vibrations
 
Our young people seem to lack worthy aspirations
Discouraged teachers are left with exasperation
With weapons...

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Turquoise Sea, Coconut Trees And Turtles

Pristine see through waters
Turtles slide by
Rock to and fro as they go
They are my watch
In paradise with cracked coconuts


By: Earl Schumacker -Created on 1/09/14 for “SOMEWHERE” Poetry Contest- sponsored by:  Nette Onclaud -Using How Many Syllables - count 6,4,7,4,9...

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Poems creep in like spiders, capturing me in web so fair.
Poems slip in like mice, sticky traps holding them in place. 
Poems prance in like majorettes, throwing batons in the air.
Sci-Fi dances around in my muse’s brain, taking all the space.

Poems twirl around my dendrite...

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paddling out
	in a stylised freezer container
sustainable propulsion
	for a fossil fuel by-product boat

he floats into blue tranquillity
	watching the bottom slide by
as rocks weeds and shellfish
	give way to the unfathomable

he navigates his speck of flotsam
	into a world
where cormorants bathe
	and stingrays bask in the sun

his cares
	stranded on a...

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I am going to write a poem about what do you believe
I believe there is fairy tale
The fairy tale that is written in heaven
The kind that one can only dream of
I believe that it could come true and it does come true
I believe that whatever...

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It all started five decades ago, when her gift of imagination began to grow. 
She was the youngest of five and could not wait for her to arrive.
Velvety soft skin so fair, along with lots of curly blonde hair;
Eyes deep blue like the night welkin,...

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The sheep in the nearby pasture
Heard what the cows had done
In the building of their rocket ship
And they too wanted one

A few of them shaved for pocket money
Black market wool brings a hefty price
While some went out to Las Vegas
To try their luck at the...

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A question, a sentence all made since, 
My apologies indeed,1 to the 2,3….
Can you make time a map, 
A man a watch, watching it as a clock slide by, 
Dear fox.
Go seek out a dinner for me perhaps a dinner for three, 
Cause what I...

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There was a time, when I felt totally undesirable
unjustifiably [I now know] and you being in your infancy
felt so.. un-understood, writhing in a man’s body, seemingly a child
with the heart of a warrior, a man, with all a man’s needs.

There was a time, when time...

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When fate decides to bring you love,
Though not perhaps exactly planned,
It’s wise to recognize the fact
Love does not come at your command.

If you should let this love slide by
Who knows when fate will call again.
She may just gather up her skirts
And leave you standing in...

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As I prepare to get started with my day
I get hung up along the way
No matter how hard I try to slide by
This man in the mirror that talks to me
Why does he seem to have some kind of hold over me

When I find myself...

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Cover your head, close your ears 
Don’t listen to that voice 
He’s drunk once again 
Since drinking is by choice 
If you can’t see him 
Maybe it’s a whipping you’ll save
Stay still, don’t move 
The liquors made him a slave 
Hear those glasses?  Yes,...

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i

when the sun is erotic
and the moon lyric
the winds turn tempestuous
in the orbit of love
legs slide by calls of nature

ii

you and I alive
in cold winter night feeling
warmth of your body
through erect nipples
after days of abstinence

iii

before the foamy
water could sting her vulva
a jelly fish passed
through the...

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Along the River

Along the river the wildflowers bloom:
Bright swathes of orange, blue and lavender
Join the swelling of buttercup mounds
Awakening scarlet petals of love.
Rowers slide by in painted skiffs,
Speckled fish leap to climb the sky.
I follow the Sun, always the Sun,
She stirs the world in the...

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Some of those closest to me
are concerned my poetry
does not rhyme
every time.

I do not complain,
but try to explain
that total symmetry
is not important to me.

The meaning of a verse
is, for better or worse,
the point of a piece.
Rhymes are just grease.

Mental lubrication to let words slide by,
while...

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