Best Stow It Poems

“Over there,” yelled the Helmsman
“On the Starboard side.”
Though when I looked from left to right
Nothing caught my eye

“Over there,” he yelled again
“On the starboard side.”
And...

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it's been two hundred years that I have stood here
Casting my silent signal on the sea
Warning those that venture near my coastline
Protecting those that place...

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When time past would freeze in winter of discontent
from eternity I’d borrow the spring of time present,
and bloom the flowers of time future in my...

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He, the Master of all living beings,
wonders why he’s been shut out.

It is the free will He gave us at birth
that allows us to block...

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Thump-thump of stiffening fish contorting
   In the bilge beneath the gunwale; 
 Lidless, bulging, reddened eyes, swivelling upwards, 
Protruding horribly from the straining...

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Soul passion is not a simple task. 
This is grasped as a soulful bask,
To reserve one's sound mind and soul,
To your loved ones, but not...

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Mother Rat

The queen of common suffering
is a pregnant rat.
She lifts a perfume atomizer
from a dumpster-

for its chandelier glint,
lilac smell,
mint vodka taste,
soft squeeze-bulb feel,
and 'pfffit pfffit'...

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Your ebony hair curled and cascaded untamed, 
some swirled in the stream of craving squall, 
some laced the lilting lattice of lust 
on your forehead...

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Quite simply, I miss you.
I miss your....
                everything.

I miss your...

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Continuation from previous poem

We reached the footer of a castle steep,
Seven times by walls encircled very tall,
Defended by a river hard to leap.

We overpassed it...

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Above the clouds, beyond the tree she stays.
Remaining thus, the moon is chaste for now,
Allowing not her well-worn face to show
The many scars belying better...

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(continued previous part 1)

The duke then: “Tell now: of others indeed
Some Latin among sinners do you know 
Behind pitch?”. And he “I  had to...

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The same speech before hardly could bit me
So that were redden both my cheeks for shame,
And after gave  me comfort as to free;

So used...

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Imagine,
picture, if you will,
a glass bowl, clear crystal --
a bubble.
Create, therein,
an atmosphere,
diaphanous, of water.
Pebble its bottom
with small shards:
amber, flint, obsidian
and cloudy quartz.
Introduce a coral branch
and...

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Then I saw thousand grim faces because
Cold distorted; thus I get much disgust
And always is so, any frost pond does.

And while we went to the...

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