Best Sunned Poems

One leaf fell from a tall, tall tree
and subtly kissed gnarled roots beneath;
a lover’s kiss below sunned-sheath 
of greenest leaves, a jubilee.  

One spiraling...

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It must be hard
To carry it around
That load of hate
Weighing on your heart
A powder keg
Waiting to explode

You pretend it isn’t there
But now and again it...

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© Charles H Keys, 2011.  All Rights Reserved

Talking anxiously to myself,
Thoughts fresh of the new,
Some deliberate, others not,
Thoughts old and forgotten,
Mostly familiar or so...

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THE BLACKER THE BERRY..

Misconception dims the path that leads her brown Clay
To shallow waters where she can never float like a butterfly but always stings...

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The day was long and she was spent
off to the pool our hot mom went
asked for some lotion
and dreamlike potion
drifting away she was content

Before to...

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Oh, how did I forget flecked fields of white
where fairest petals synchronized their dance,
and beauty’s cadence sung to ears romance,
as Monet’s clouds rose lilting notes...

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Some kids went on wild safari 
others sunned in Côte d'Azur 
but we stayed home to ‘summer’ on
our driftwood beach with rope and hammers
nails and...

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While sailing out on morning’s tide
A mermaid on a rock I spied
She was a lovely half-fish girl
With a necklace made of whitest pearl

She smiled and...

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Grows like a weed
Strangles my mind
Takes over me
This evil vine
Planted in madness
Sadness it's seeds
Watered with fear
Sunned in mediocrity 
It's ravaging, savage
It twists things, it lies
Pain's...

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T      h      I      n


Thin girl
What are they selling you
In those...

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(Apropos of Hughes’s Proverbial Question)

What happens when rotten strange fruit…
Hanging from trees of auction block wood
Become stinking pieces of black flesh…dried blood
Putrefying in murderous streets…?

When...

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each thing living on
Murdth ‘sorbs water chiefly wet
backards of arid-
zona an’ the holmby hills’ 
chlorine romp ponds drawing the

scant as blue blood for
the thirsty altar...

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Dire prognostications 
(terrestrial inhabitants blithely heeded)
with contemporary age
fortune tellers foretell day of (w)reckoning,
sans total mortal kombat annihilation

when human (and many) other innocent species
(stalwart cockroach adept...

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For an instant we are sunned and golden, lounging by the pool,
An arch suspended like a bridge, or cathedral, above our satisfaction,
And while eyes behind...

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he sold a lot from lies he told
the same he sold to men of old:
for him to sell
some lies we tell.
Goods like leaves sunburn unrooted
Abundance...

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