Best Steadies Poems

nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me
crave attention, gift empty touch  
tonal mask veils flaws and vices  
face alter ego and kneel

to feed the shallow shadow that circles 
~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon,  
as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted...

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You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing  
   I call you by name not to possess it
but because it is the only prayer  
   I have ever known how to say  

You are the sea—each wave not an argument...

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nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me
crave attention, gift empty touch  
tonal mask veils flaws and vices  
face alter ego and kneel

to feed the shallow shadow that circles 
~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon,  
as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted...

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We sat in the fallout 
of last year’s gift exchange—
smashed angel centerpiece 
taped back together 
as good as a rogue bomb 
if someone mentioned it.

Our voices dragged
like anchors through an ocean—
low, cold, summoning something
older than Kris Kringle.
I strained to recall
a time when it wasn’t like...

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A CFO chased cheaper resumes
into my severance of free days.
Safe in winter with my kids and Blue’s Clues,
til Spring brought out the perks of community dues.
Dawned smiles a first morning’s remark
nurtured those long talks into the dark.
Days pushed strollers on pathways to
lunch dates from sidewalk...

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fluffing silver leaves
cottonwood steadies herself
glittering my heart....

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Sometimes, I think my soul remembers Him before my mind does, like there is something ancient stitched into my chest that pulses without needing proof. I have never seen Him with my eyes, yet I have felt Him in places where no one else was....

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She floated on her merry way
And left the crowds in pale dismay
A string of streamers flew astray
As the balloon swept to the clouds

The people down below were sold
Their tickets, bright and blooming gold
To take a flight, so they were told
Upon Her Majesty’s Suite.

Who knew the...

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   time …

drips as color, inked and puddled
minutes like sable bristles, bound
laying down the hours as fading bands of value
what are the shades of a life - of a person?
how do aim and purpose and fallibility
influence what's placed on actuality's canvas?
instance and interval...

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Your face contorts in a twisted effort
Plaintive in non-decorous reverberation
A terrain around a pair of distant orbs 
Lost in extemporaneous consternation
To ward off the fear of unwanted evanescence
Upon the wanton revelation
Of a day you wish had never existed
Tremors beset a set of fingers 
While the...

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The grace, the flow, the singing vibrations.
I'm ready, I'm ready to pull my bow across the river of time.
Time that steadies the flow of these rippling musical notes of mine.
I'm ready to connect with an extravagant classical insturment.
To be one with a delicate and delightful...

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Nap Time

In the astral world of utterance, one overhears the whispering of sweet nothings, breathlessly whisking up a spell of portioned scents that nay, nearly spilt the teacups swirled cremes delights and demitasse gooey treats, 

Behold the phoenix rise to full measure under a lunar...

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Hi Skool Massakre
Goth boy dressed all in black. 
With a moody stare. 
Not giving a frig. 
As long as his subgun is loaded. 

Safety off. 

Both his and his gun's. 
Hear his New Rock boots stomp down the school hallway. 
See students cower behind barricaded...

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With his arms on knees steadies his lance
Searching for breath gives him a glance...

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I wake from a bad dream 
Hey there new man
That’s what they said to me
Hey there how’s it been lately?
I stand, look and see

Elvis, Martin Luther King and John Lennon walk on by so casually.
Roy Orbison and Freddie Mercury harmonising with Liberace as the queen...

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