Best Stowed Poems

Lace hankie tucked inside her jacket sleeve
Hard candy filled the tin beside Mom’s purse
Gray mournings, nature’s gifts for those who grieve
At times when it seems...

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Autumn's dream of a country road
Where houses are few and moving slowed.
Leaves are turning gold_ red_ burgundy.
Inside a warm home apples are candy.
In a barn...

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Crew of scoundrels, scalawags
Skulls and crossbones, on her flags
Hull held low by money bags
The fruitful Pirate's Lady

Upon her splintered deck they rove
Safely anchored, hidden cove
Her...

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A Sonnet in
      ~ Iambic Tetrameter ~


At age eighteen he fled his home
Could barely wait, despised his town
To see the...

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It occurred by carelessness and mere happenstance.
If I could move, I would stand and perform a victory dance.
Dropped behind the washing machine, sliding down the...

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Sinew torqued and bowed as he pressed the weight
Of drudge claimed goods to be stacked and stowed.
The lady claimed that his omnipresent proclivities
Would neither build...

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An

Orange

Pumpkin glow

Tints the moon on

October’s long nights

As autumn leaves tumble

And a scarecrow looks lonely

Standing guard over empty fields.

For the harvest has been stowed away

In advance...

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so, i got to thinking
about all those words
planted in my language
where fertility grew them
to leave and stalk and pod

the farmer's words scatter
my fields like seed...

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Memories often come to mind
     through anything that we may find
perhaps, collected in a box
      ...

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She was an estranged angel 
On the backbone of a boar 
She never put her hair up 
Was a missile without a war 
She broke...

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NOT For contest, wrote this on the beach today and realised I'd wrote over the 20 line max, thought I'd post it anyway.



What follows reads...

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It was the best of tines; it was the worst of tines.
    It lay, distraught, in silence on the road.
He came around...

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Somewhere in Paris, there's someone 
Saying, "I just hate this place so much!"
I thought I'd surely love it here
But now again it's not enough

Somewhere in...

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The aria of the sunburst slivers of the sky,
entwined with the cadence of your ivory feet,
winding on the pearl-rolled silver sea shore,
carves the rhythm of...

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I was a stylish, assertive travel agent, arranging getaways for busy people;
Like sudden getaways of jewel, shooting stars, on ebony nights of upheaval.

I planned calm,...

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