Best Unmistaken Poems

Peering in the windows,
Of those lives I barely see,
Except when tokens are procured,
For rides, intermittently,
They look at me, I look back,
Nothing severed or taken,
My pith, unimpaired,
And by them, unmistaken,
Do they think that my life,
Should be transformed to theirs,
With foreign exclusions,
And tainted, quaint stares,
Their subtle indifference,
No...

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In My Father’s Eyes

In my father’s eyes there is meaning,
Undenying in their reading.
A certainness that’s unmistaken,
Obvious in it’s betaking.
In my father’s eyes there is compassion,
An understanding of extreme fashion.
Gentleness beyond compare,
Warmth within their stare.
In my father’s eyes there is laugher,
Playfulness which to master.
Brightness of a...

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Descending,
  I manipulate and manoeuvre for the updraft
  Spluttering,
  I spiral down, then briefly up again, to glimpse a glowing sky
  Flapping,
  I fall forever faster, flat-eagled
  Plunging, 
  I watch the unwelcome gloom envelope my horizon
 ...

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"Heart Art"

When one is left speechless by beautiful pearls spoken,
When absent are the words adequate to show as a token
Of feeling humbled and honoured, with appreciation profound,
And totally overtaken by their sweet, melodic sound,
Then one must search, seek to find another, creative way
To express how...

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Best kitchen utensil, invented by man -
By far favourite, fantastic frying pan! 
Be it onion, French toast or eggs and bacon, 
My fancy taste buds, drooling unmistaken. 
With a light and magic touch of oil drizzle 
Lamb loin is seared to savoury sizzle. 

Veggies' blend...

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It’s a great day,
When I can say,
I am the best me,
And you will see.
 
I will come to you in a dream,
I will be a shout with a scream.
I will be an unmistaken seed.
Balancing every want or need!
 
I am on a mission you see,
To...

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Boston Legal raises jurisprudence burdens of proof to a more realistic level
Observant fans of Bergen, Shatner, Spader, David Kelley could be seen as rebels,
Savoring games of assault and battery on real life large and small actualities
Testifying every act negligent or malfeasance and trivial  grotesque...

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Hello, It's me again.
I was wondering if your doing better.
I'm wondering how you've been.
I hope you don't mind my letter.
I heard that you have said,
That you want me dead.
Your own sister?
You should take your meds.
Really, I care about you,
but when you start making threats like...

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The patterned rain falls from the deep blue sky
Staining the ground with its unmistaken film
The deafening sound of the icy shrill
Is enough to make the heart weep
But I stand within the shroud
Loathing the enemy and envisioning the fire
It remains within my reach
The eternal flame of...

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That Other Life
                 by Odin Roark

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Even with flip-flops
The ground’s touch
Goes unmistaken

You’re only a child
But you have traveled this road often
You’ve picked flowering weeds
For your mother
Watched them whither
In waterless bottles

Beneath...

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Unmistaken and unread
Words, walk, wakeup
Past the mahogany dresser
And the ruffled feather bed
Behind the sunrise
Where love speaks red
Words, walk, makeup
She is a woman
Unmistaken and unwed...

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He pens the pensive lines
That prick men's heart unease
And cause some strands of hair
To rise in fear of guilt.

He wears no saintly apron
But communes in truth with God
To legislate on our behalf
In glossy words that talk.

He sees beyound our world
He tells our uncertain future
Like Isaiah,...

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A will-o-the-wisp awakens
under a northern frosted marsh
and leaves, heat-wilted, are shaken
No whispers, just a shiver harsh…

This phantom cold on limbs, so brief!
A will-of-the-wisp awakens…
Quenching the garden in parched grief,
downy hairs stand unmistaken…

Sensory roots in bumps tauten
forearms touched in a foreboding 
A will-o-the-wisp awakens…
lights its flame...

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You carried the young pine trees from our old cottage by the lake
To our new cottage on the hill, planting them carefully, lovingly
When young and bent crooked; you guided them with a little stake
Over the years, with the sun and the rain, they grew 
Into...

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Time's pages are turning; folks are churning 
A better butter, worth bread's hard earning
Its unmistaken; bacon is burning
In thin, cheap, tin pans but we're all learning

Somehow, minimum wage is "all the rage"
Scavenge or squander, for this is the age
The century turns and the mass discerns
That...

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