Best Stalwart Poems

Like no one before, nor since
 you painted that starry night in oils
  superimposing your life story.

I feel I know this idyllic village
 blanketed...

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Each element of who she is, is scattered on the grass, 
with the scent of earth, the drop of rain, 
where dew reflects a sky...

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flowers are women
in my family’s garden -
Mom and her daughters

rhythm surrounds me
as I sway in contentment -
September’s Aster

Geranium Jen
bends graciously in the breeze - 
our...

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Lighthouse Litany

Statuesque and stalwart in your seaward gaze 
There's such comfort in your beauty, you amaze!
Seafaring ships lost in wayward windswept seas
Conjures fears of drowning...

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No Poem Is Lovely As  A Tree

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.*
Each season's trees, a rare delight.
A stalwart...

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Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in...

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There's an oasis of calm within you,
That stress cannot erase.
It shows in the way you cope with things,
Though not always on your face;

But you have...

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Standing all alone in the woods;
eyes shut, I feel the lilting light.
Sun dodges needles through the crown,
beams land on my skin softly so.
Brisk breezes quicken...

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This sacred soil that once resounded with the musket's rattle,
Imbued with mingled blood of Blue and Gray spilt in brutal battle,
Now stands serene with only...

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The White Stallion Arrives


The White horse came in so very fast
with purpose and great deeds to last
Arriving in a spirited tour de force
evil alerted, took...

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Hold Those Tears Falling From Sullen Skies

Hold those tears falling from sullen skies
floods below, drown the sorrows of lost men.
Enough that mother earth hears thy...

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Playing With Fire




Afraid for your miscreant soul
While the Devils licking tongues of flame at your heel
With oh so dirty thoughts

Afraid for the flesh
As you are...

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just a tooth pick


I pick up a toothpick 
from a half empty glass jar
stare at it dreamily 
actually some where else,
absently stroking its texture,

this was...

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Raven Speak Not To Me, For A Plague Flees Thy Lips

Sadness came, in clumps of ripping hard, smashing waves
as if morbid thoughts could such sorrows...

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"The Great In-Between"



Oh jolle 
vision green 
shining 
black feather-framed
emeralds
spilling over 
the mask’s rim
walls fall while
Jericho doors close
lockdown 
unravels 
like a mind ribbon
travels 
through words
swimming in...

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