Best Talk Poems

When I talk to you, I'm talking to the wall -
to photos arranged across from where you hung the paintings
made by your own two hands. 
Set behind the dusty glass of antiquated frames,
the photos tell of family, heritage, and you
in your youthful glory. . ....

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To my beloved, when the language 
of romance fades into rivulets  
rippling with reddish rage…  
Before your petal like nature
withers in the subsequent storm,
remember….

In my loneliness, I gather  
thorns and thistles,  
immune to their twinges.  
I've become too reluctant to...

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come on crude
    
                         we're all future fossil fuel

         ...

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Outside, a table awaits idle: I join as though it was my companion
Pondering about life as if it were water appeasable to the deepest canyon
Trees and scattered leaves waving alongside the lake facing the north; sighing
Opportunity after opportunity, oh how Ungrateful I am as I...

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Talk to me
otherwise I'll disturb you,
I'll follow you everywhere 
and sneak into your mind
silently.

From the busy street
to your lonely room,
in the hectic hour 
and in lazy noon,
I'll come to you,
upsetting your schedule
frequently.

In sleepless nights
when you nurture, caress
a newborn poem,
I'll come in
forcing you to stop 
and...

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NATURE TALK

Drawing to a close
She was not what she seemed
Not the herald    the harbinger

In these final days
She yet retains
All warmth    all beauty
With a slight shivering smile

Her rustling crowds
Yet speak of warm rain    soft breezes
And sparkle in...

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When metaphors play 'hide and seek,'
my shield is a veil nurturing premature petals.
Yet there are some words that become poems,
to help those who care to read 
to interpret the alchemist mystery, 
personifying personal alliterative angst.

The heart ponders... 
What will abandon me first,
my trusted muse? Who...

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M o o n is a rose quartz pearl,
     unraveling midnight musings,
                  glazed in citrine dust of 
      ...

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I've been waiting up late for you,
watching the clock like a featured film.
Suspense waits no longer.
Here you arrive at 12 am
with a firework's bang.
At this hour,
this is your greeting?
Hello, January,
we need to talk....
I haven't seen you in months,
and you come barging in.
You come on so...

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Dreams
Waft
Downward
Billowing
As the bed sheets drape.
Fold in the sides - tuck the corners
For only then will my wrinkled thoughts be neatly made....

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When I was young, an urban lass, and not gregarious,
I’d never dream of speaking to a stranger on a bus.

I’d sit, demure, my eyes downcast, and hope quite desperately
That none of those weird passengers would try accosting me.

But, now I’m “fair and forty” (ish!) I’m...

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When the days stretch into evenings
When the evenings slip into nights
When the minutes pull together
Silken threads greet the sunlight

When the days span into months
When the months spin into years
With the silken moments carted
Iridescent strands will then appear. 
 
When the threads run through the loom
When...

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She walks past the coffee shop window
White hair,
Face wreathed in wrinkles-
Seeming somehow lost to the world,
Pursuing another aimless day
Consumed with nothing.

Her eyes light up!
Someone approaches.
A friend,relative,
Greetings of recognition
And smiles all round.
Now animated chatter from the pair
Along with constant change of expression,
Alert,intent.
Listening one to the other.

Then...

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Come sit lets talk awhile
Show where your mind is at
Nothing else, not my style
Wish for us two to just chat

Love for unrefined conversation
No smoothness in your voice
Real talk not an explanation
Unprepared talk is my choice

Impressed by whats inside of you
Carefree without all the walls
Unguarded someone...

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I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers,
To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others.

I worked at helping developers comply, with all environmental regulations;
Minimizing the impact to it and populace, like storm tossed petal situations.

I conducted...

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