Best Tara Poems

Our dinner, boiled to death root vegetables, we swallow in silence as night closes-in on the school. The co-opted Buddhist monastery housing us empties its...

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Wish I could have taken better 
Care of my body... 
Wish they could have stopped 
the cancer sooner... 

I'm just a spirit now, 
Floating over...

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I still savor the thought of the zest that I caught
When you joined us that night after school.
Tara figured out why, since she’s so sage...

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St Patrick’s Alphabet

A is America land of the free

B is for Beatles as Irish as me

C is the great Cliffs of Moher so pretty

D is...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip...

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Bello (hello)let me tell you about some Minions
Brightly covered single-cell organisms
Small yellow cylindrical creatures
With one eye and sometimes two
Not sure why . . . 
Minions...

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Baby Clara will never touch the big hand of Laura, her mother
As she was born four months after her mother’s death.
Before she died, her friend...

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The Spirit of a child but with Instinct and Cunning
Heart of a Golden Huntress
Eyes of Eternal Love and Forgiveness
Ears that Heard every word I said
Feet...

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Barbie’s precision, stiff, lounging in glamorous style, 
Plastic pink body asleep in a brand new cardboard box.
Barbie, eyes still open, abused by many of Ken's...

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I walk this earth, unbeknown to human kind
an heir to Legends, men of mighty deeds
who through the force of fire and stars we find
those such...

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Of the first five Presidents of the USA, 
four were Virginians. What does that say? 
It says that the South, superb, serene, 
bestrode the land,...

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Surrogate Mother


Baby Clara will never touch the big hand of Laura, her mother
As she was born four months after her mother’s death.
Before she died, her...

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[Dedicated to my niece, Lara.]

There was a young lady called Lara
She dreamt of adventure at Tara
Then one day right at dawn
With the wind she was...

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