Best Ten Poems

Ten Years Had Raced Into Oblivion's Cup
Second Poets Tribute Series, Samuel Taylor Coleridge
  
Chained am I, to desolation's huge anchor
on its long black ship, cargo of hate and rancor
yet in spirit oft I roamed blue skies above
and in my fantastic dreams, found I my...

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Ten pound weights,
of encouragement,
uplifting smiles,
curl,
extend,
as fingers unwind,
and
romanticize.

Felicitous lips,
the story of joy
explored
with
double dutch
jump.
Flickers of
childhood light,
that of
a born again
saint.

Cash into my hands,
at Christmas time,
as my smile
made her smile.

I passed on
the bills
to my child,
who needed it more.

Pass your smile
around the world;
the pine lit up
with ethereal light.

Humans
can be rich
and...

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On this October's mild stirrings
I watched ached nights flicker, to glow 
Around his hair like angel wings
Recalling joyrides... so mellow.
That in hushed tones,I called Gramps' name
Enshrined within my youth's warm space...
My hands folded with love aflame,
While prayers spilled through chill's embrace.
Though failing heart quivered in...

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I was shot by Cupid's tainted dart
And puppy love awakened my sleeping heart
Tried to impress with exaggerated tales
Mark the box letters sent through the mail

Hunted and fished for sport and food
Baseball games with the neighborhood crew
Dirt always flying from old gravel roads
Wearing my brother's, hand...

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Ten Thousand White Butterflies 

Soft walls undulate like liquid steel
Metamorphic pulsations
Iridescent glow
Spiritual guides
Ushering departed souls

Rippling contractions
From cocoon-like womb
Bringing forth new breath
Replenishing blown out candles
Eyes scrunched
Painful cry
Drowned out by the rustling
One thousand butterflies taking flight

Soaring
Luminescent 
Snowflake-like beings
Spreading their light

Within the night
Eternity is born
A baby raises his...

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Ten Thousand Angels

Listening to the silence
I felt you touch my soul.
I could sense a teardrop fall
as you lost all control.

I felt the heartache in you
As mine then did break too.
I knew what was happening
was happening to you.

I called heavens angels
though I uttered not a sound.
I...

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You woke at the stroke of midnight
Brain buzzing, "You simply MUST write!
You are filled with desire
Your muse is on fire
Creativity, you should never fight!

Each poem’s been penned by yourself
Not stolen off a high bookshelf
And you know PS rules
(Ignore all the blog fools)
And always be true...

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Some things never skip beyond recollection,
instead, they hover in a secret closet of memories -
innocent moments when we had stopped to sniff...
      both roses and skunk cabbage
just to find out how they earned their names

not sure who won

Too wimpy to...

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         Don't think like an ant for a tunnel to hide.
         Imagine yourself a surfer.
         Hanging ten!
    ...

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Ten little toes, precious and sweet.
Connected to, chubby one year old feet.
Running across, my freshly washed floors.
Muddy footprints that start at my door.

Ten little toes, painted hot pink,
from under the hem, they peek beneath.
As she stands barefoot in her moms dress,
in the mirror,  a...

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“Ten Years, Somewhere in their Lost Neighbourhood”

Of course,
he said, like a god,
there is no course,
one must simply go with the flow
the penumbra stands waivering its existence,
a kind of deactivation, fuzzy borderline hanging, 
backing the art of deleting, but hovering, still, holding off

the finger, 
of the...

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Away back then, when I was ten,
Was truly a long time ago.
I was a child, still running wild,
And of troubles I didn't know.
World War One had been fought
And our freedom bought,
When I was a child of ten.
With the war to end all wars ended,
We'd never...

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AGE OF TEN

	Way back then when I was ten 
Things were so very different then
I wrote with ink in a fountain pen
Whenever we could we would build a den 
And I loved to help my dad in the garden

Way back then when I was ten
I...

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Life was so carefree for me as a child, way back when
I was just a little girl who loved to dream and pretend
that I would grow up to be a doctor's nurse and mend
those who were hurt and sick. Their needs I would tend.

Way back...

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Heart & Soul 

What a wonderful thing to behold!
Have you ever seen one quite so cute?
Never ever wanna let you go..
dressed in a brand new birthday suit.

How nicely you plucked heart strings..
that day you flew into life,  
on two sun-kissed shining wings.

All your charms,
sent...

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