Best Stalls Poems

Life is not just the passing of the years
but the ripening wisdom of living.

Life is not just a toll taken
but a well of receiving and...

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Old blabber mouth gets on my wick
His attitude makes me quite sick
He plays to the crowd 
Is brash and so loud 
My husband thinks he's...

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'There is no silence in poetry.'

As I swing back and forth,
surrounded by an abundance of petals,
I still remember being a stranger,
in a foreign land.

Sun shone...

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It's a nightmare down on Elm Street. Satan's waiting here at home.
Where's that little Freddy Krueger with his nails of sharpened chrome?
And that dearest Michael...

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Closing the lamp as another year shuts off
I am between solitude and scream --
when dusk’s music aches like a groan
as brother's demise wraps veiled nights
in...

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"The Periwinkle Time"



Blues crushed prepossessing Violet
Lavender starbursts 
sharp as diamonds
undressed, a soul preys 
with black as crow feathered lashes
that rim the open mirrors 

There in...

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It’s getting late, she stalls for time
Wrapped in the warmth of my embrace
She clings to me, our heartbeats rhyme
It’s getting late, she stalls for time...

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~ANGELS~


Within the abusive abyssal air, I greet you with a prayer
Within weathered winded wear, I defend in your despair
Thru calamitous city crumble I find you...

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Famous poets dedication series, Part One

I.

O' Man Of Perishable Earth

O' priest of golden sun
where hides thy black heart
Pray each day, dark deeds...

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We’re monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food,
the plastic cutlery,
absorbed by the clutter of the food tray.

Numbed by hours of jiggling,
the carting of torpid bodies through interminable...

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Written: December 19, 2023 

"His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship. Edmund Wilson"

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I'm searching for a new man.
			(My lemon quit on me.)
			I'm a discerning seeker.
			(The smallest dent, I'll see!)

			I want a younger fellow;
			(Low mileage is a must.)
			Required...

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My abiding memory of 2015 is of events that are so sad
With my father’s death, it’s the worst year I’ve ever had

It has been the...

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Let’s fly to the celestial fiesta of the cherry blossom,
In the North Eastern Region of Shillong, named, “The Scotland of the East,
The abode of the...

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There was an elusive little guy often espied during World War Two,
And who he was and whence he came no one ever really knew!
He was...

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