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 from Tarzan heard
Now a car horn blasts a nerd!
Wildlife teemed in wood and bogs
Only now roam packs of dogs
A safe...

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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 days teemed with activity and planning, bold plans of runaway hours,
When striving, I failed to see all the sights, along...

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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 the pride.
Signalling his intent to his brother Moto stood up
and started forward with Javier following behind.
As the reached the pride...

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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 pale skin
Non-stop rain makes me feel chilled to the bone
Drip, drip, drip, crystal teardrops fall from the sky
Rivers are swollen...

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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 the way he hurt you
But you cling to reality with a straight and peer-

Less eye.  On lined paper you...

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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 didn’t topple in the October breeze.

Once I tried to see how high my legs might take me.
The weather-warped treads thought...

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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 plight.

The countryside was coming alive
Under the rays of the rising sun.
Birds and squirrels began to arrive;
A forest chorus made the...

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

The sleeping man dreams on in calm detachment
While in valley below activity's frenetic, prolific
Such motion mere noise in history's grand...

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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 pages
Books limned cartoons
Brains mattered to creations
Jejune

Love
Yet teemed
Maneuvered by care
Parents seek for smile
Charismatic

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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 thought to the future

This land was raped by people time and again
harsh years of drought cause great suffering
as the temperatures...

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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 us beattitudes
of paid mortgages 
and Sunday roast beef
as the school teemed every year
with five-year-olds.

Sidewalks buckle
atop the roots of oak canopies,
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 and inconveniently, a subspace
For an awkwardly large heart.

Why has its energy, connective and warm, 
Imploded my zone of comfort? 
Its...

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As ashen clouds caress an azure sky
I walk beside this stagnate lime green pond,
and think about this path in days gone by;
the sapphire pond of which I was so fond.

So full of promise as it teemed with life;
the snow white swans that glided ‘cross her...

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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 the heavens teemed star

Always flees so far!


As all the Lands abide

And all the peoples beside

In another portion of town

That straggles...

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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 wide
but with just a single doorway to depart outside.

Though this house was broad and spacious, it was in decay.
Yet it...

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