Best Unpacked Poems

“My tears are testimony of my devotion to Beloved;
and from those tears white lilies will grow that speak the truth.”
Rumi

I had heard the legend of...

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My training at Starfleet was over, they were now deploying me
I was over the moon when they called; I was full of glee
I entered the...

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Another Christmas season has arrived, at last
  and like so many others from Yuletides past,
    I'm glad some things have remained...

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Treasures from my Past

In preparing for the yard sale, I gather all my junk,
I wade through the mass of items from decades before
From furniture to...

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Circadian Wobble

Circadian tripped through a trap door
Into amended reality of light and time
Where confusion missteps through the waltz of the hours,
And intervals of minutes
Glare at...

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Harrowing shifts placating Palestinian patients
Awkwardly healing bones, injuries war caused
Comfort we gave seemed severely insufficient
Soul mates meeting among pain, implausible 

Crutch hobbling boy with copious...

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The Sheriff, not a pleasant sort 
Was learning of a bad report
About a soul, Who stood defiant
And swore an oath, to topple tyrants

Who once was...

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Father,
your back is turned,
immersed in work deadlines.
Briefcase journeys take you away,
paper trails proceeding
to lead further
from home.

Father,
this picture hangs,
secured by two magnets:
your hand in mine, showing...

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It was nice to come in from the cold
I ordered my espresso
Sat in the corner by myself
Wanted to read and relax

A man then came and...

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Who the hell do you think you are?
Who give you the right
To behave
Like the rest of the cave men?
I thought you were enlightened
Learned
I thought….
Damn you!
Damn...

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Lucky none have seen him slip and fall.
Mustn't know his strain to stand at all.
Many wondrous stories he could share.
Pass them by as if he...

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It was in the early days of our lives
We met
She was so beautiful 
My eyes could not stop admiring
My heart kept racing 
Every time it...

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“He fought often and once bled in the cause of freedom, but his habits of War did not lessen in him the peaceful virtues which...

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I thank all Participants in my endeavor to create a POETRYSOUP Dictionary I f YOU do not 
see Your word yet Please be Patient I...

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