Best String Poems

Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly...

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The adoring crowd here at Red Rocks amphitheatre awaits. Tonight, like every night, I will go out there and give them my best. They will...

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~STRIP TEASE~     Featuring:) SKAT

Silver Skimpy Ink, String, A POET DESTROYER's bling, bling
Think of me as a human ditty delicious decoration,
Something along...

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Eighty two years young, but still a trooper,
pen writes daily, he's an evergreen souper.
Behold the limerick king and his wisdom,
providing laughs from his humorous kingdom.

Five...

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Had I known love, flowers would have bloomed in Spring
I would have danced when hearing whippoorwills sing
But in my heart no seeds of love were...

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She calls on me, intermittently
In fickle favor, in spotty dictionaries
My demure, distracted destiny

She is the unrequited lover, the absent mother
She is Santa, granting wishes
Upon orphan...

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I reach the edge of the woods
and glimpse
the summit:
high, far –
and daunting.

I must not look up too much,
for I might lose courage.

I need patience,
to string...

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To me it's always been crystal clear
my emerald heart sheds tear after tear

Intense, easy to emote
it's to love I devote 

His golden flakes beat in...

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When rainstorm shadows
cast raven woven blankets,
entangling between 
the boundaries of 
fantasy and reality's reach,
we search for soft glows
from serenades of slumber,
where we embrace
the quilt of...

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Once upon a silent summer eve, 
as fine vermilion lines, 
between bleeding moonlight, 
swiftly sailed across
  my darkness and I, 
sakura springs sang 
...

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She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met...

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I’m Not Your Puppet

Don’t you ever forget
that I’m not your puppet! 
I’m not a toy on a string that you can manipulate,
so you can walk...

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Once, a long ways away, and a long time ago
Lived a wee little man with his silly pet crow;
And once every day, as the sun...

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Opening wings spreading out
one pure beautiful image in beholding 
Gracefully embracing inside visions 
greeting Mother of pearl shimmering rainbow hues
Her horn sparkling tipped diamond 
Under...

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