Best Started Poems

I'm just getting started to face this new adventure
To roll through the changes, release my fears to the wind
Also, to conquer something inside fighting my body
As it would like to be my enemy, so I must be a friend

I will gather all my strength to...

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i'm just getting started
unraveling the threads
of this tattered lonely soul
sewn so long ago

apparition's crooked hands
grapples the rusty needle
as she unsteadily threads the eye
...flashback to childhood years
where a mother ties the loop
of darkened threads
cleaved from her own spool

pierced by torment
of each aberrant stitch
i am sealed in...

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POTD 21 November 2017

So professional in his lies - So ruthless in his ambition
Feeding lies to the simple folk - convincing in his deception
Telling them they live on toxic farm land - succeeds in striking fear
Cutting ties they sob in sorrow - selling up farmland...

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Born in Madrid, in fifty nine,
A military Kid, 3rd of 7 in the assembly line;
They named me Michael, but I answer to Wedge,
A Master Sergeant’s son—not much here that's cutting edge.

I grew up a runner, and I wrestled some,
I was a skateboarding brawler and a...

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Part Two Of, Emily Dickinson, dedication series

(1.)

What Started As Bliss Has Brought Death's Black Hand
poets dedication series

As a tree full of crows looked down on my bloody head
that long dark shadow falling ever so swiftly down
turned my hope of hope to darkest of dreadful dread
in...

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Forces of the universe produce a wonderous array of spectacles afar. 
Monstrous planets rotating around just one lustrous inferno of a star. 

Myriads of illuminated stars are part of the yet unexplored distant space. 
Nature not to be outdone displays ecstasy in many an enchanted...

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How endearing the innocence of life was,
When blissfully it started, with a blank canvas,
Cherishing in mother’s love and warmth,
Happy as can be, cuddled in loving arms,
Flaunting vigor of adorable, zealous charm.

Life ran into hurdles as it learned to walk,
Stumbled, yet got up, after every fall,
Giggled...

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It all started as fun like it usually does
Back when she was a great girl who'd always been beautifully loved
Way back before she'd been brutally touched 
She goes out weekly and has a few drink like most teens
She doesn't let boys get close, only in...

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And he started caressing her face
Between her two brows his fingers stopped momentarily
Causing her to open her dreamy eyes questionably
Demanding more tip-toeing of his fingers downwards
Eventually his fingers stopped at the softness of her lips....

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I started a joke…

I started a joke to be laughed at, when I was young.
Now I am too old and I know that I was wrong.
I started to smile, when I saw her, but she is gone.        ...

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It started with a blank canvas,
the world I should make but I am anxious.
Making fields of pretty flowers,
to the deep blue seas takes many hours.
Mountains that can reach the clouds,
to sand covered lands with no crowds.
Now for animals as small as a mouse,
to ones as...

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I'm Just Getting Started

I'm just getting started, though I'm not in control,
But I am all dressed and indubitably, very well-composed,
virtuously loved by many, with honored adulation exposed,
so I lie and wait, but ready to go, anew, in my dapper clothes.

A broken watch on a floor,...

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I'm just getting started on my new revised life
Taken from cancer’s claws, I was spared
And in the daunting morning light
As I grasp the new branch of a life finally free
In wonderment of judgement day

My breath new against my breast, deeply
I reach out to feel my...

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Started To Sing A Serenade

Into a far off past had started to fade 
And wanted to sing her this serenade
Take my soul and be sure to set free
From all discomfort and much misery.

Now that my life has reached an end
last memory of me thought I'd...

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I picked up some words,
From an over heaped pile,
Words which impressed me most.
Put them carefully onto a blank paper,
Like a practiced player placing,
Rooks and pawns on a chequered grid.
 
Seeing page after page getting filled
With a deluge of words, I felt thrilled,
Viewed it casually from...

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