Best Thirty Four Poems

At the age of thirty-four
  I looked at where I'd been before.
I longed to see the places I'd never been.
I longed to love and...

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There once was a man
filled with joy
a wife, a home
and a cute infant boy

Everything was grand
with twins on the way.
A spontaneous dog
who liked to...

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A holder for shoes on my door
is hanging almost to the floor.
Different colors each pair
gives me options to wear
the best match for the clothes I...

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When you and I were only five
it was fun just being alive
to smell the air and feel the sun
with trails to walk and fields to...

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Philippines, my country of birth,
one of the countries in Southeast Asia.
It is an archipelago or group of islands,
with more than seven thousand islands.

Luzon, the largest...

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Age three, crisscross apple sauce, hands in your lap.
Age five, scooting a few inches, to let whole class in.
Age twenty-three, fresh out of college, a...

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The
enduring
Shasta daisy—
Easy to grow,
Invasively spreads in the 
garden. 

With little or no encouragement 
it will take
over whole plots. Standing tall, 
flaunting a pure white flower;...

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Thirty-four years we've been married,
and our life together has been varied.
But our love just keeps growing,
so this I am knowing,
we'll be together until we're buried!

Now...

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One
plant,
Shasta
Daisy, owns
such easy beauty—
belies it's enduring nature. 

Needs no coddling; infiltrates, sprouts boldly year on year.

Tall, erect, flaunts pure white petals around a golden center;...

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This is my family, oddities and all.
Cam wants to see the world yet currently
lives a stones throw away from Mother's call.
While bubbly Michelle wears rainbow...

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There should be no more war 
Turn your swords into plough shears
He exchanged his plough shears for a gun and died at thirty-four 
The youngest...

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Marie McCaid was a hotel maid.
She tidied rooms where guests had laid.
On opening Room thirty-four
the odor sent her to the floor.
One guest had clearly overstayed....

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I Cried Today

I am thirteen today
You would think I would be happy
Yet it is hard to even crack a smile
With everyone wishing me a Happy...

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Today wasn’t a good morning at all for Hassan,
a victual merchant in Baghdad
Thirty four customers got killed by a suicide bomb
A jihadist Arab wearing an...

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Thirty-four years of fist fights and screaming fits;
 threats of killing, suicide; public embarrassments.
In front of my husband and son they crossed a line.
What I...

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