Best Un Poems

I didn’t ask for help.
Yet someone heard
my inward crying voice
without a word.

“When the student is ready
a teacher will appear”
somehow it seems these teachers
pop up everywhere.

Their words were subtle
pointed darts
that caused me endless
fits, and starts.

There was no Hallelujah Chorus
no heraldry of trumpets din
just a presence in...

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There's a lady whom I've never met 
as enchanting as the stars,
I know this from her written words 
and how she sets the bar.

Of excellence in ideas and thoughts 
flowing through her veins
And the way she shares her loving heart
With others like a flame. 

Burning...

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Is it  a myth that History repeats?
This universal question that time deletes

Is the evidence clear that it occurs?
Through eons and eons it strangely recurs

Is it true that  horrors are dulled by time?
This forever, unchanging paradigm

If wars are to end should it start with...

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Aimeriez vous une chevaline rouge 
Composée de sucre d’orge?
(would you like a red horse made of barley sugar?)
Vous pourriez faire la race de
Plaines aux tires d’eponge.
(you could race across sponge toffee plains)
Vous amènera à un bosquet d’arbres
Faites de réglisses à la menthe
Ou des bariolé jujubes...

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Floating high in deepest space, un-seen by eye, exploding stars
breath new life, from gas and rocks a planets birth, that leaves a trail
for mankind to annihilate, this planet earth once was blue!

Solar flares soar out through space disrupting waves and bending light
heat and life, a...

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Un
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I want to unknow you,
I want to uncare
I want to unshow you
I want to unshare.

I want to unlove you,
I want to untry
I want to unforgive
I want to uncry.

I want to unhold you,
I want to undo this
I want to unremember
I want to undo that first kiss.

9/20/14-...

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Am Ufer des Flusses
Bevor die Sonne erlischt
Nur leichtes Gurgeln

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At the river banks
Before the sun finally sets
Only a slight gurgle

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A orillas del río 
Antes que el sol desaparece 
Sólo ligero gorgoteo 

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Nur eine alte Eiche
Da hinter der Wegbiegung
Trotzte dem letzen Sturm

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Only an old oak tree 
There...

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Vultures surround me, glaring at my ebony“ unsaved Soul“, Squawking, waiting for the
“Feast of Death”
The Sallow Sky envelopes me, destroying  all thoughts of  Eternity , a Love tear falls with-in 
my last Breath
Where are the Stars, the Moon, the Sun, LIFE? : I...

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Thou lay'st like a rose on deaths pillow
Silent and still, unsoothed by lifes request
Asleep the dawns and days of all and all
Eternity. My lovely Juliet
Wherefore art thou companions company?
Dost thou mockest life? "O my love, my wife!
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath
Hath...

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Un-Ringing the Bells


To live in the shadow of the steeples
the tintinnabulation of Poe’s bells*
tormenting the sinners as they slumber
wrestling the darkened dreams of childhood hells

following the path that led asunder
“the road less traveled”**  challenging the norm
a vagabond in tattered memories
wandering through an endless self-made...

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Un oiseau a volé

 

Je rêve
La fleur rêve
Rêves qui tombent du ciel
Amer est le miel
 
Toutes les fleurs se sont noyées sous la pluie
Moi, je ne sais pas qui je suis
Sauf que j’ai été perdu toute ma vie
Mort ou vivant

Tous les rêves ont disparu
 
Même...

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Liquid sunshine,
rushes through my veins,
pumping through my heart,
leaving my body quivering;

passionate fire
carresses my skin, 
with every sinful kiss
you grant my ever begging lips;

your eyes, leave my soul, 
without a drop of pain,
soothing all fear and,
filling them with perfect drops of rain;

your hands, so soft, so...

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I am not a cat person - they just don’t fit my style,
But when that stray walked in my door – she decided to stay a while.
My door is always open, as I work in my shed in back,
She comes and she goes on her...

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And nothing is not
               un-foreseeable if and unless
                  you at least consider all
 ...

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What is woman to you?
A womb with legs to bare your children?
Perhaps, a second mother to nurture you?
Sick, vile man.
You have corrupted me so much.
I wish to be free of anything womanly to you.
I shall remove the breasts which tender to child
And remove the greatest...

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