Best Teller Poems

She's happy in the winter of her years,
near ninety-five, but still so keen of mind.
Imagination is her gift that cheers
the visitors who come and are inclined
to stay a while and listen to her spin
her stories as an author, she once wrote
of kings and queens, the...

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She moves in red and lights the room.

They see her hair in bloom, not wasting flames in doom her voice is meant to show the moon is out to play the night until, until, the end is soon, but keeps them wanting thrills and chills,...

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I traveled
With my friend
Deep into the Forest
To seek out the story teller

If you are brave enough
He will tell your story
Listen carefully 
It will come true
Adventures and riches
The realization of you

Still there is a darker side
Two must approach
There will be a great loss
The other must pay...

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Tears flow
As the hero
dies slow
in my story...

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My mother had a treasured ornament
A big brown shire horse
To the mind of a ten year old 
This was a toy of course .
It was a steed for my action figures
A target for my toy gun
It carried cavalry and Indians
Giving me hours of fun.

One day...

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A program is pending. Kids are milling around,
ending the day on the fall afternoon.
A pamphlet about war is displayed on each desk, 
ignored by the class, who are restless, at best.

Just a few books are opened, at the teacher's request
There's a strange mix of whispering,...

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She beckoned me to enter her world of mystery
Incense, smoke and mirrors, and untold witchery 
I started walking by her, but something pulled me in 
And so I dropped my money in her ancient box of tin 

She led me through a corridor, into a...

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The old woman has the magic eye she can foresee things
She informs people when they visit her what the future brings
She is dressed in a flowing swathe she has a crystal ball
She can tell you your fortune she can reveal it all

Gypsy blood runs through...

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~ (~) ~ By design this poem is interchangeable within-and-with-itself either 
way being or which ever Nonet you chose to read firsts, they always recycle 
themselves. ~ (~) ~ 

~ (~) ~ This poem can be read as well, from their final line on up...

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Penn and Teller

I wrote the notes clear as day
So obvious I would not be here to stay
On earthly lands with mortal souls
They danced the nights as the stars have sung
I knew my destiny was rope and hung
The knife that cut my heart in two
Twas really...

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A young damsel was,
Walking in the green forest,
Searching for the old gypsy,
Known by palm readings,
Predicting about present,
With a great accuracy.

The gipsy told to,
The damsel that if she wants,
To predict her future life,
Only have to look,
How was living nowadays,
To know the foresight foresee.


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story teller


I am not a poet
I just write words on paper
I am not a musician
never learn to play the guitar

and please don't call  an author
I never could have a best seller
but if you want to call me something
just call me a story teller

I am...

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The Fortune Teller
By Rick Rucker

I sat there as my fortune was read,
Wondering if I would soon be dead,

As she turned over each new card,
The waiting was very hard,

Finally, she asked me to form, in my mind,
An important question, of any kind,

The answer would, to her...

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His knowledge was his untapped wellspring,
After 93 years of learning anew;
He valued knowing something about everything, 
From construction & farming, to baseball & screws. 

Early in life, a dairy farm taught him, 
To think on his feet, with vast common sense;
Learning math at the sawmill,...

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She grabbed my hand and turned it palm up
Stated the obvious and read leaves from a cup
A sigh came from her heavy breast
I thought I’d offer her a test.

I was married, I began, to a woman, not a man
An eyebrow raised as she formed a...

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