Best Teemed Poems

The Urban Jungle
Where trees once stood, oh so proud
Now a tower, hosts a crowd
In a place, where water flowed
Now a lawn freshly mowed
Once a cry...

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I was a passionate, aspiring musician, striving quite hard to be a success;
As nature lovers try hard to succeed, at living where pretty flowers press.

Rosy...

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For weeks now the two young males had been watching,
waiting for their opportunity and now it was time.
They were now strong enough to take over...

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Rivulets of rain run down my misty window pane 
All day long the cats and dogs have teemed down
I really need some sunshine on my...

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FOR SUSANNE 

I came in search of skill and I found virtue
In your climb up the stairs you were neat and clear
Making no excuse for...

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An apple orchard was close to my boyhood home.
In fall, three-legged ladders walked among the trees.
They seemed tall enough to pierce heaven’s dome.
I marveled they...

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A graceful ballet toward the in-zone
the perfect PASS...
it was the final game of his senior class


The crowd on their feet
hearts beating as one
the final game...

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I walked a country lane at dawn 
After rain had fallen in the night.
Because my life was going wrong,
I felt the walk would ease my...

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THE KINTA VALLEY
OR : Dreams of the Sleeping Man
        (Anthropomorphic name of a mountain profile viewed from The...

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Back in 1950 things were very different
the plains of Africa teemed with life
vast herds of elephants some 80 years or more
once a hunters paradise no...

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Wicked
Young minds
They delude innocence
Forever they act sovereign
Ameer

Childish
Their behavior
Often they clamor
Wail their emotions behemoth
Dour

Play
With gesture
Time befriend rejoice
Busied with oneirisms foretold
Pollyannaish

Cozened
Hatful alibis
Bebop their paroles
Disputes often looked battles
Liberty

Bored
By...

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The sparsity of congregants
reminds me of the absence 
of jestful boys schooled 
in the faux arts
of throwing hymnbooks
across the nave.

The smelters ran two shifts, 
fed...

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This twilight of all nights

Wants to hold her tight

In a grip of pain

That knows no rights!


In a virgin best

That will not let her have rest

As...

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I have been a sieve bucket
Of shiny plastic parts,
Containing reasonable sands of logic, time and place-
Drastically mixed with the fluidity of natural human race,
And oddly...

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Once there was an elder who possessed a fortune vast.
He was the proprietor of lands he had amassed,
dwellings and retainers and a mansion huge and...

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