Best Strand Poems

Marquees are bright with neon lights, where crowds line up for movie night
Holding hands, we're in 'The Strand'. The velvet carpet guides us in

Popcorn smokes, .. we're drinking cokes,...  and cracking jokes with Bing and Hope
Lamour's along with more sarongs,... , her luscious lips,...

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A sprinkle of sage enhances the flavour of rice
A sage enhances the flavour of  life.

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A Tribute to Brian Strand
Written: ...

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Cool hand

Well planned ....

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This expanse of land has seen things. 
Things all of us can only see in dreams.
It's seen war, it's gotten it's fair share of scars.
Bombs bursting, bullets throwing sand into the air like it's a volleyball tournament.
The sand running red with blood silently mocking our...

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I Don't Want To Read Your Blog Brian Strand.
I just want to write a poem.
I'm done with instructions.
I'm done with obedience.
I'm done with the topsy.
Just give me the turvy.
Turvy, turvy, turvy all the time.
I'm done with repetition.
I'm done with repeating myself.
Give me two minutes and...

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She paints a perfect picture
As she trawls the rocky strand
A muscle here a barnacle there
Enough to fill both hands
.
Two odd socks for one at least
will decorate her cast
Her hair tied up as best dad can
Which probably won't last
.
Bent double as she picks seashells
Her pants tag...

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B elieving in a muse meant to amuse
R ecites his verses leaving clues
I  mpetuous no time for schmooze
A ficionado of smooth rhythm and blues
N obody alive could fill Brian’s shoes

S avory contests are his prized specialty
T allies judging without awarding penalty
R hyme or free...

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There's a reign of pain
Tormenting my worn out brain
Driving me insane 
I just can't seem to maintain 
Sometimes biting a bullet      
Seems the most humane

You just never foresee
When rational thoughts flee 
And your driven to your knees 
Begging God please...

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A Strand of Aphoristic Brian


Brian Strand has no business, “knowing he”.
Writing Ekphrasis flowing poetry                 
His poetry is hypothetical           ...

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I watch you cast your line
into the silver sea,
Millions of sand grains
between you and me.
I hear the wispy reeds
dancing in the dunes
On Long Strand
on a sunny August afternoon.

I lie amongst the smooth stones
under the sky.
Where cotton-ball clouds
go sailing by.
I feel boats out at sea
washing waves...

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I shoulda seen it comin’ my way - 
The Judgment Day

Bears the brunt of judging as gold 
Rakes piles of entries, old and new 
Insists - "completely up to you"
As long as you do as you're told 
Note, read the blog to make it through...

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By design it was supposed to keep 
couples together, threw prayer and 
communication it was designed to 
make everything better, but what 
good are those vows if you're not 
equally standing on that solid rock, 
what good is a promise if one 
person decided their...

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Life is a mere strand of thread,
Woven tightly it can forever last
Emotions travel ,
Maybe unravel
Stitched loosely futures fray,sour pasts
Your spool of thread is a unique pattern
Choose colors and fabric wisely
Lest your path unwinds tattered
Strand of thread dangling,so minute
Find the eye of the needle,design astute....

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I can see you
 in my peripheral,
 hands move
 with steady ease
 completing their tasks,
 your body moves
 like a sturdy breeze
 making its way
 from there, to,
 I don’t know where.

And another piece
 of my substance,
 drains away...

I ache to reach out
 tracing the...

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Today there are no rubber ducks, no flawless hues, 
To hide behind, as we once did.

This day is dark, and gray and dreary,
Air thick with the scent of decay and mold,
Dull light filters in through the window,
Casting a somber tone across everything.

Even the freesia suds...

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