Best Tying Poems

Rest now
O restless heart
released in ebb   to flow

ride the other side of the king tide rising
buoyant your movement in rise with the waves
Rise!...

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Remember years ago, when you were fit
Now you can't stand too long, before you have to sit
And all the times that you ran to catch...

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The scent of fresh baked cookies
filling the air
Sounds of Andrea Bocelli 
ringing in my ear
There's a pep in my step
and a feeling unfamiliar
My heart pounding,...

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Sitting on the window sill with the wind in my hair

I gaze up into the stars, pondering the great unknown.

Thinking back of that night, when...

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‘Twas the night before Christmas and I didn’t care;
I had dozens of latkes I had to prepare.
The menorah was ready, with candles to light,
Waiting there...

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There for you


Always my love it shall rest on your shoulders
Even when clouds fill the sky
Holding you tightly for now and forever
Drying each tear you...

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8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the...

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I feel privileged.

I have been chosen by the Government 
as part of a group testing something called 
Edible Clinical Marijuana.

Honestly I half expected it to...

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Theres a man in the sky, can you see him hiding, crouching behind the grey mist rising. 
Thunder and lightning seems to guide him to...

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Have you ever woken up feeling like a kid 

With angels dropping cotton candy on your soul 

When knocks on doors reveal no steps in...

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When our eyes first met, in an evening's glow of twilight
the moon was rising, the world disappeared
I saw only you
we enjoyed a calm merriment
as love's...

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I once was a
sea lavender star, 
soaked in sunsets, 
draping evenings
with soft yarns of
hydrangea haze ~
before you stole
me from those
sangria skylines like
a windswept wave,
and placed...

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WHEN TEARS TOUCH

The twelfth of November reminds me of the day            
when our paths...

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Some walked, others biked
As we gathered at the park
There was Jimmy, Peewee
Ricky, Billy and Mark
Neighborhood boys
From blocks around, they'd descend
For the Sandlot World Series
It was...

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As the December portion of life's treacherous journey arrives,
We tend to contemplate things that have happened in our lives.
Strange that we can recall events that...

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