Best Tautly Poems

He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up past the Whitethorn hedgerows to 
Ascend the snowy Heys, I...

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Rushing through each day, as if I had not a care,
head long toward the sun screaming, "catch me if you dare."
Dripping drabs of liquid sunshine burn my deft eye.

While seeking answers to the question, why, why! Why?
Into the sun I run, my skin so hot...

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Moonlit Buffet
 
Is that laughter I hear
 floating about in the air
 or the cooing of the breeze
 as it teases the willow
 to dance with giggling glee
 before the sun sounds
 its final drum beat
 and night descends
 ------------ 

Inhale deeply…..
 drown peacefully
 with...

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She walks away.

Girlish and glorious
laughter
floats
through air
like a kite on a string
that pulls
tautly slipping through tightened fingers,
burning a little,
and slicing through 
if ever left unattended,

so preciously tensioned
against the cold
benumbing
wind. 

Tears begin to flow
but I do not know . . .
my heart?
or the wind?
If my heart, then...

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Angst
        Pressure
     Tension Builds
  Nerves Tautly Wound
Stomach's Knot Tightens
   Imminent Deadline
     Boss's Threats
        Pressure
      ...

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The Spirit behind the thought
that encourages the Word…

It is the motive-substance – not 
always our responding vocabulary; 

not the echo, but a deep, abiding ring 
shattering man-made crystal, releasing back
its finer light–

reverberation, tuning and timing 
internal cords, tautly stretched
outside the joys of eternity...

Truth that eases...

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It is the craving never satisfied, the malformation
Of gluttonous starvation, the disfigured beast of emaciation.
Hell's spiritually depraved wind walker, feasting on the
Lingering slowing pulse of the flat liners final vibrations.
Engorging itself on the fiendish terror, unleashed by this
The devil’s own kindred son!
Dare not look into...

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At the tender stage of relationships,
the hand offered, lips not kissed, the bloom
of inner soul tautly wrapped 
just one more red rose bud to flame open,
women who are yearning for affection
see the bamboozle offered by the slick
as just one more abomination
to learn about love.
They show...

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Veteran's Day
Tattered uniforms washed with borax and sunrays 
still house the bulging proud chests of older youth
Who uncompromisingly gave away their modeled freedom
For un-apathetic ideals buried deep within the gabardine

Many found unknown treasures beneath their teenage joints
Some gave all and the deep rest welcomed them...

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Her thoughts were like a great machine
Driven by a force of unlimited potential
Reactive responses tempered to produce such diversity
Each image a symbol that armed her mind to Manipulation

The winds of puberty recently passed
Bringing with it a cruel mimicry and argued caution for
Sensations of the body...

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amidst cavorting delightfully, enjoying thorough
frolicking gingerly, foreign hick hating slo
hip-hopping insouciantly sustaining row

biological status quo
kvetching lamely moreso mother became pro
naturally physically rumbling, 
   heard all the way in Oslo

   supposedly twerking, undulating vivaciously
wantonly x2c wisely yielded – nada no
  ...

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Two thousand feet in the belly of the earth
So near the opulence of golden ore
And so far the poor man's dream of worth
From the falling sweat of toil
Around the Chilean house
The wringing hands toll in silent prayer
This early subterranean image rise
Before the stark and brimming...

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Time is a ribbon of silver thread
Spun by the spider, Space,
Cob-webbing Man’s bewildered face,
Snarling his dense, doomed head.

Love is the only sure weapon Man
Wields against the net
Time has woven and tautly set,
Sword it as best you can....

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Here from the ledge
looking into the liquid silence
across the abyss of time
the eye for detail is sharply seen
clear from this plateau, 
giving new edge
to a life spanning out
flat, as a cord
where the view is worn
but, tautly keen with insight

Spliced are the wires that stretch out...

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How diligently the spider weaves,
To place her silken webs among the eaves.
Like those, she spins across blades of grass,
They catch those unwary, as they pass!

With hidden strength in which to play its part.
Each is a perfect example of her art.
Placed and fastened with all due...

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