Best Typical Poems

In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity,...

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~Under the Same Moon~

P.D.
Our days are different, living under the same moon
Down here in TEXAS, life carries a different tune
This world spins on its lovely...

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There once was a little mighty ant
Who was extravagant and arrogant 
Known to be exorbitantly militant 
She was so combatant and petulant
They nicknamed her My...

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It’s siesta, yet one can hear from the second floor of the house the animated sharing of juicy news some visitors have brought to the...

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Now I lay me down to sleep
In my home that's really sweet
Had three large meals and a snack
There wasn't a hint of any lack
Comfortable shoes...

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Big ripe Mcintosh apples found lying on the ground
Release sweet juiciness when their finders take a bite.
Ibises of scarlet stand elsewhere in the world without...

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A homeless poet

A few days ago, I was walking home with my dollar store notebook in my hand as I walked. I was deep in...

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another typical day, with feet on the ground
  ordering the hedge to meet my image of trim
  many measured bits fall before the...

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“Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death...

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I heard him close shut the attic door,
I snuck in and saw him on the floor.

He found the box that I stored away,
As I turned...

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Modern Life
We are open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week
Except Monday mornings and Sunday nights.
What are they on about, at this place that...

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the grace of Paris
lingering in my thoughts. . . 
Madrid’s grimy walls

As our small group of students entered Madrid, it was an early morning in...

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Along this foggy daybreak stroll,
I tread along the intersection
between Mabini Street and EDSA boulevard, 
crossing number 25 Ortigas Road.

I breathe in the same grain 
of...

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Afloat I am, 
The blind horizon spreads to no end.
O river of rivers, 
The queen river,
Flow as you wish, 
Gather silt forever
That on your shores...

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scripture proven
Yes I was a typical boy 
Yes the flash was dominating over me
Yes ,a drunkard ,sexual immorality eish a smoker
Oh no what kind of...

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