Best Stanton Poems
A Child's Day With Nature In the Nearby Woods, Tenth Poet In My Poet Dedication Series Frank Stanton
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A Child's Day With Nature In The Nearby Woods
(honoring tenth poet, in my poet dedication series)
I saw the rolling river at first glance,
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Categories:
stanton, appreciation, art, dedication, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Dueler's Thrust
...What's the scariest book you ever read?.. Some Stephen King book like "Salem's Lot" or "The Shinning"?
For me its Kate Millett's "Sexual Politics".. Oh, man.. Now THAT will scare you to death if y......
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Categories:
stanton, community, political, prejudice, social,
Form:
Free verse
Some Held Onto the Hiccup and Screech
...All tidy and neat, smelling apple sweet
Life pranced forward in an amazingly great way
Then there was a hiccup, a screech, a slap
Or something else that changed it into a foggy mean thing
For ......
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Categories:
stanton, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse
The Farmer's Lament
...The Farmer's Lament
Rooster be crowin' go till your fine soil
Just no damn use for us to be ahidin'
Time now for bloody sweatin' and toil
Laziness, a farmer will never be abidin'
Crops planted......
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Categories:
stanton, blessing, cheer up, dedication,
Form:
Rhyme
Last Call
...
We sat at the end of the bar in a seedy place on Seventh street. Nursing our drinks, we both had a bit too much that night. My Whiskey Sour, you could tell everything about me by my drin......
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Categories:
stanton, passion, sad,
Form:
Prose
Rising Early From My Bed, Close To Noon
...A Tribute To Frank L. Stanton's - Lazy Chap
Rising Early From My Bed, Close To Noon
I lay about and often just wonder why
others do not rest in the by and by
Any lazy day finds me right......
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Categories:
stanton, character, creation, image, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Where Now Sings the Sweetest Morning Lark
...An Old Battlefield , by Frank L. Stanton
The softest whisperings of the scented South,
And rust and roses in the cannon's mouth;
And, where the thunders of the fight were born,
The wind's ......
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Categories:
stanton, absence, bereavement, conflict, death,
Form:
Rhyme
A Poem For 'E' By Thomas Eric Stanton
...She asked me if I had a goal
She asked me if I had
Fantasized
Being the
Hunter
Or
The
Hunted
For
Four
Years
I had crossed and re crossed the big cats tracks
Across a
Riverbed
Alw......
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Categories:
stanton, allegoryme,
Form:
Narrative
Hoss, Hell Ain'T Full Yet
...Hoss, Hell Ain't Full Yet!
Dark deeds done in dead of night
Eventually, all come to the Light
Watch your step, hedge your bet
Careful, Hell ain't full yet!
Set your excuses completely asid......
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Categories:
stanton, dedication, evil, grief, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
Old Man Looking Back
...Old Man Looking Back
Lone figure in the distance looking back from a tall hill
Shades of something familiar that gave me a cold chill
A look , a stand , something strangely calm about the man
Eve......
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Categories:
stanton, future, inspirational, life, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Mockingbird Sings Again
...The Mocking-Bird
He did n’t know much music
When first he come along;
An’ all the birds went wonderin’
Why he did n’t sing a song.
They primped their feathers in the sun,
An’ sung their sweete......
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Categories:
stanton, appreciation, beautiful, bird, earth,
Form:
Rhyme
The Private Eye and the Femme Fatale
...Pulp fiction had nothing on him. He was a man’s man. A protagonist
of his own making, self-reliant, and self-assured. Marlow kept his wisecracks
to the bare minimum when meeting a new client. Dam......
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Categories:
stanton, nostalgia,
Form:
Haibun
Mrs Stanton
...Mrs. Stanton
In a little adobe bungalow
On the back of a lot in old El Paso,
Behind cacti and sand in s fantasy land,
Lived Mrs. Stanton, a writer.
Her days were spent among papers and books......
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Categories:
stanton, age, child, destiny, friendship,
Form:
Narrative
U. F. O.
...Do you know
about the U.F.O. ?
Have you ever seen
a strange flying machine?
Questions to ask.
Answers that mask
the unknown, the mystery
of otherworld history.
Man cannot fly
was once the......
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Categories:
stanton, hope, mystery, science,
Form:
Couplet
The Mirror Ii
...Having been up for thirty six hours;
I went to bed early.
Noting the summer lightning
through closed eyelids
little did I know
how my life was about to change.
The heavy clock was not even
l......
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Categories:
stanton, confusion, me, light, light,
Form:
Narrative