Best Small Poems

you were an infant
i would sing a song i created for you

'there's a baby in my arms
there's a baby in the mirror
but honey 
there's not really two
the child in the mirror
is only 
an image 
of you'

in that same vein i write this

_

you can't hide inside...

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Holding onto a rail.
I lean over to see my reflection
mirrored in the water 
and small fish swimming
in the camouflage of me.

I muse whether they are feeding
on my thoughts, nibbling
on the strands that loosely 
float my day, making 
their easy way towards
a dark clumped deep
in my...

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an early morning rise,
up the stairs
walk into the bathroom 
in the sink
a small stain of blood.

less than a measure of yesterday 
pulling a baby out of the womb into my arms.
on the sheets
a small stain of blood.

midwives  wrap
my first born
snug and warm.

when her mother
finally...

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Little blue bird
                         without a name
               ...

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No matter nature’s placement woes
              Of ears and lips and eyes and nose
Or beauty’s plan for symmetry
               That...

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small gifts - 
contributing to other's happiness? 

# show me a man or woman of simple mind
people who we commonly term as slow #

point out ====>
people 
of simple means<====

the poor, 
the sick, 
the hungry.

{direct me to someone of simple needs
a person with his ear to the ground.}

find me*
: a so...

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In still small voice you spoke to me
And whispered oh, so earnestly
“Be careful, child, this will not do
You wander far for pastures new…

Be careful, child, I know your heart
I know what lies in every part
Your longings only I can fill
And yet you go; I whisper...

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In the middle of my own small world I stand,
Both feet planted firmly on the land.
Gold is the sun in the sky.
Oh, that I could fly!
Then you see -
I
Would be free!
Earth-bound, though, I sigh.
I'll remain so till I die.
Knowing that out there is something grand,
In...

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Before I understood how life 
was a weave of intricacies
My town was a wonderful world 
to serve my childish fantasies. 

I was a young and healthy lad
a source of mother’s pride and joy 
with sun bleached hair and sky-blue eyes.
just your average wide-eyed boy 

On...

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He kept a small room
he wasn’t in it very often
but it was there and he knew it
it was safe

for though life had opened roads
that needed to be trodden
and he was often far away
his room was 
waiting for him

in it was his bookcase
teal blue stained wood
shelves...

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Like 
                          a small 
               ...

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People are struggling to live
Farms with green grass roof
An old-fashioned mower
The daylight set the time
Milk bucket on ramps
Potatoes and fish four days a week
Maybe you're thinking :
Charming and maybe a little rusty
But : I remember the simplicity


Longing and nostalgia
My happy childhood
As a balm for the...

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I find myself whispering 

     On my bird feeders small winter bird are eating

     They enjoy present meal in peace

     So beautiful they are

     Their chest in yellow, orange...

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Listen ~ I'm sure a competent musician could 
not have come up with something better

Still we have much to learn from natures melody
We can not escape from the music

You need to change, we all need
Take a deep conversation with the nature

I don't think anyone really...

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In my countryside, silent at sunset
Long gone is the stress, long gone is the fret,
Long gone is the need to be so wide-eyed
Silent at sunset, in my countryside

Calm now are my skies with their colors bold
Streaks of blue marry with orange and gold,
My mind long...

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