Best Usher Poems

I shall resolve to leave this
Place now...
And steadfastly search out,
Nestling between ridge and bluff
Amidst the folds of a foreign 
Land,
Several acres of unkempt ground
Fallow and...

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Effervescent elation arises and dances to ancient echoes; the rhythm of the drums heartbeat.  
Champagne notes bubble into the night sky; night music of...

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When 
When did a bed become your prison
I see your strength absorbed
Absorbed by the mattress 
I turn you
Trying to prevent sores
Who would have thought soft...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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I was there
To usher you into this world
Mine were the hands that cradled your little body
The face that beamed in your presence
My hands were ready...

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(1A.)
Doomed To Feel That Bite And Hear Serpent's Wicked Hiss

Beyond mingling of Light, Matter, Human thought
reams of coils within darkest abyss are there caught
denied rays...

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A poem lovely as the dawn
 With gems of dew upon the lawn

 From an empty page words will spark
 As dawn once more defeats...

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As the glistening jewels 
         of snow cascade like 
ballerinas pirouetting 
     ...

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daylight hours 
Ozzie and Ben at the picnic table
milkweeds dance across the board
chess match underway all day, every day

many stories shared, some repeated; neither cared...

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"Who's woods are these anyway'.

Who's woods that I  dwell?

The house of Usher I know so well.

I seek to skate on the frozen lake.

These woods...

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I write of a man named Edgar Allan Poe,
Whose dark, tortured soul could not rest,
His work is something every poet should know,
These stories are among...

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They kick God out of classrooms
And evil walks right in
Innocents are led to slaughter
Before their lives can even begin
Our jaws drop from the shock
We are...

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This February will not usher spring,
wisteria like grapes hung on their roods;
more pewter shadows does the season bring.
Now I've misplaced all the beatitudes

to lambent grasses...

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Creedence aligned along the corridores of passage
Which usher in through the portends
This Autumn's door....
Such colourful banners a latitudes sprinkling
Flowering waters of repose that still echo
Inside,...

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When the birds stop singing
and the sitar stops playing,

When joy of life begins to betray
and morning fog won't go away,

When days of sunshine dissipate
and nights...

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