Best Urging Poems

Up above the moon shines brightly;
starlight touches earth so lightly;
passions teasing impolitely.
Midnight whispers, “Carpe noctem.”

Blowing soft the summer breezes
through her hair as nighttime pleases,
and the...

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Abigail’s Spring  

Beneath the shelter of winter’s barren arbor
My winter abused heart
Watches the day’s light linger in the sky resisting darkness -
Begging to play...

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Glacial hills rise elevating fervid sights

Mesmerizing desires adorned turquoise blue

Arousing cobalt passions in sapphire heights

Floating cotton balls on melting cyan hue.

Above your scenic view gloats...

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Isn't life a joy beyond imagining 
When a child is born to us?
Can there be any greater happening 
When families become a chorus?
Oh sweet melody...

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It is you, who makes my sweetest dreams come true.
You inspire my heart with love that stirs my dreams,
Kiss away my fears with passion that’s...

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~Echoes Of The Heart.~
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Nauseating thoughts about noxious,  and demeaning  words
that smell worse than stinking socks on sweaty feet ,
replay in my head making me feel so...

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hanging in the air
humidity’s heaviness . . .
the river’s slow crawl


On the Mississippi lies the beautiful little city where I once lived. How many times...

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Unrhymed tercets

The Withdrawing Room

Huddled together in this abstemious grey chamber
no windows or means of escape walls closing in
trapped where the un-sanctified transactions are made 


Daunting...

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The folly of the fight


These four walls; such contemptible and wretched creatures-
mock me, taunt me, deride me as weak and worthless.

I am shackled to the...

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taciturn springs rising
from within the quarry 
of deep earth's wisdom
urging lyrical waters to transpose
while held like singing seas of living reveries
of history and infinity
misting to...

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Written: September 1st, 2023          
Would You Love Me If I Wasn't A Poet?   ...

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It was in the mists of morning, beneath the rising morning sun,
We had come to conquer Ft. Langley, It was me and Al and John.
We...

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HORSE


Hell-bent stallion muscles led the mustangs through the plain,

On their heels rode hard a hired man –his job to rope the best--

Rearing high the stallion—urging...

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I sat on the edge of your mattress, unsure what to expect; I kicked off my shoes and took in 
your bedroom for the first...

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