Best Tumbleweed Poems

Sad cacti envy
my nomadic mystery
wanderer
leaving no traces
of ever
having been
there


©9/23/2018

for LATE SEPTEMBER 2018 PREMIERE CONTEST...

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The sun is setting in the west
While crowned in gold, the eastern crest
Stands sentry in its scrubs and sighs
Offering its sage advice

A single lizard darts...

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On pensive planes of wraith-like existence,
Are stoic shadows feigning affection;
Crimson lips of withering consistence,
Have lost their craze for craving confection.

Tear-filling prisms tilling a rueing sphere,
Pathos...

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There was a rumour that outlaw Kyle was to be sprung from jail
But Sheriff Koplin got wind of it and he'd make sure they'd fail...

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Notice how the birds sing long after we listen.
We oft’ are engulfed with our trampoline thoughts.

With gossiping beaks, they chirp and they flap.
We mimic their...

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The dank petrichor of grainy night,
meters stand like gravestones, 
the obsidian avenue slick as a sapphire,
windowed granite rising in sharp cut shadows,
wind gusting, tumbleweed clouds...

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I Committed Suicide
I stretched out weary hands. 
Melisa, who considered me 
like a big brother, quickly ran away from me. 
My heart writhed unto me;...

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On a Sunday in the evening
The old barn becomes a hall
Social place where every weekend
The town folk go for a ball.
 
The inside is decorated...

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Yea, I'm living life on the road, traveling across the land,
I left my humble abode, with just my thumb on my hand,
I'm sightseeing and free....heading...

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Is this then all there is now, only me
And all there is now left for me to do 
Cry ‘mercy’ to the unforgiving sea
And bury...

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chlorophyll greenery, Spring’s
creamery daffodils chock-full of light.
bees alight; honey wings.

violette clematis rife —
the ribbon wraps ‘round my neighbor’s mailbox.
her preserve rocks wildlife.

the southern cottonwood tree
sheds...

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MY LIFE
 
     My life is so out of balance tears run from my eyes
 and run like fresh rain from...

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Here is an anger poem, a slamming doors poem, an I told you so poem, a look what the cat dragged in poem, a finally...

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Chicago's been dubbed the windy town,
but Great Falls has that tag nailed down.
If you're facing Montana's fierce wind,
you're moving where you didn't intend.

Prairie grass rolls...

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Drive across the country
Let imagination flow
Tumbleweed and flat lands
Reveal a western show

Mile markers pave the way
Across this land sublime
Wind blows through the car
On my arm...

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