Best Stilled Poems

Frost-charred, an Ash limb
casts its arm above a creek.

A soundless water ripples beneath,
all untouched by light or shade -
a stillness etched into
a reverie of motion.

Snow hangs in the air
undisturbed by any breath,
if a twig is snapped now,
it might break the sky.

I have a pebble in...

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Abandoned places,where
perhaps memories linger,
with wisps of wafting moments,
aware, somehow, even of  the now,
Though long forgotten by all others,
One wonders why, and surely how,
Such strong vibrations of the past,
Seem to time, to have taken a bow...

Gutted building, windows broken,
Creaking, leaking floor,
Last stepped on by the...

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To ease the damage from love’s withdraw
Here’s a remedy I learned from Pa:
Use alcohol as your wrecking ball


10/9/11...

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sun caught in stained glass

goldfish glimmer through stilled waves 

of brittle dark blue

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Silhouette framed by the outstretched window
The calling of unbarred freedom
Bare feet pressed against the cooling sill

Heels lift at the beckoning breeze
Chin skyward at the hope filled reddening heavens

A mind lost
A soul stolen


Delusory confidence laced appealment to soar
Compelled by a
Momentary
Greater authority

Fingertips let go

The leap of manic...

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increments of time
lorn on fate's hands
lie motionless
as if frozen
like one drop
of winter's rain
on the edge
of an icicle 
restrained...

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I strut beneath incandescent 
clouds of red- puffed weaves
sown with heaven's thimble, 
where I am deigned to 
stand still by the experience 
of such natural beauty, 
well endowed on this lone street-way....

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time's shadow eclipsed
still life embalmed in fluid
evening is morn...

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How to wash dark breaths of the past
Bearing words that resembles a poem
That has lost its color. Overcast by a memory
Silence forms disturbing images
And offers you reason to believe they all belong to you.
The secret is how to shape the surprise
And deliver it to the...

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A stream stilled
A path to paradise
where
the willow grows...

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one moment
seems eternal
in your absence...

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Incomplete metamorphosis of this stilled adolescent...
petrified, sheltered, and mortally wounded prepubescent

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned, hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o' Montgomery County ne'er
went leaving larvae stage,

now no divine providential
power can assuage,
yours truly metaphorically locked
within invisible iron bound cage
every occasion to shower
validates steep wage

permanently doled...

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After soliloquizing 
In darkness 
We struck a resounding chord 
Making rhythms
As we march into the light
Now we come 
But not to you 
To plead for justice 
Not to you 
To stay your fastened arm
But to face you
And voice it home 
That our hope is not...

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Mein Das-Stilled Vintage Spirits Score-Hitched... 
From Bottled Up Rage

Daily app pair rent
     revelation, observation, and
     intimation invariably concludes,
     this aging baby
     boomer (albeit youthful)
     inescapably...

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Most cherished of thoughts, ideas abloom, 
spreading, expanding
Overcoming harsh crushing repression, 
breaking loose into a fluffy
sacred cloud bound emancipation 
Liberation! My spirit takes flight, light, 
mellow, blithe and callow 
No longer crushed prostrate 
'neath the crushing tyranny of the basis gossip 
I inhale an atmosphere...

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