Best Valance Poems

a sliver of hope hangs
on the valance
of darkness

cast off
from frosted glass
of dimly lit
street lamps glow
a shadow stands
alone
awaiting
on stars 
to glisten
through love's eyes
if he were to come
this very night

the willow
on the hill
weeps
with the air
for her
as she strolls
along
alone
again
lost
somewhere
in the winter's mist
as her tears
trail her lips

she slips
back inside
her...

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I only be looking down now, looking inside myself now,
not head set in defeat but reflection, not the thoughts but the actual events that happened, wild flower child, yea right boom boy im a power plant, a quater-back serving audibles, wide-receivers run em in slants,...

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They stand together in a family portrait.
In it's surroundings of designer valance curtains,
a bed appears in one corner while in another
a dresser. Together they stand Mother, Father and 
Daughter.  Each looking in different directions: 
Mother looking down, proud, but not at daughter.  
Daughter...

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Quantum mechanics is our love relationship 
Our photon packets hold two in its membership
Our light form a duality just you and I 
We oscillate on our wavelength defined by “psi” 

We form our own construct in equilibrium 
We chose two electrons as with helium 
a...

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I sat and watched as you stood and cried,
you laid and pondered on why she lied.
For too long we noticed her health decline,
oh please God, why couldn’t it be benign?
For all the moments as we started to look back,
I recall forgetfulness, though it’s hard to...

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What we found in each other;
Was never difficult to uncover;
Transparent; is my perception to view
Undeniably, it's given; because of you
My scales, finally feel complete balance
Curtains drawn back, as too the valance
Once we felt it become authentically real;
It has never been hard to enjoy; or truly...

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I went to my bank yesterday
As I went to work, it’s on my way
I said to the cashier Miss Valance
“Hello can you check my balance”
She replied “yes certainly Mr. Dover”
Then walked round and pushed me over...

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Sweet Home


From the tense of turbulence you profer comfort,
from the tests of time you offer abode,
Will all the fortresses of home refer incline?
Will all the fortitudes of hope adversity sublime?
The ocean of pleasure thou are; forever will I clamour instill,
The mission of leisure sweet amass;...

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In primeval forest, earth’s secrets deep lie,
wind whispers soft midst trees hundreds of years old,
as together they praise ancient Gods on high.

With dawn’s first light, avian chorus unfolds 
till fractured by din of a chainsaw’s shrill whine  
announcing the pillage of  nature’s last...

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Grow old along with me:
The best is yet to be!

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See! Ben Ezra stares Rubaiyat in the eye,
	In a debate so hot and ever fresh;
Their porters seem in the semels to lie!
	Are they also gone or in tirades fresh?
	Sons, who amid you might their ways trace?

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Sons,...

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It's all about love,
All Madness, Pain and Misery.
But what makes it so rough
That hurts all stones so easilly?

Eternal question 'What?'
Which causes all the troubles.
But askless men are odd
Like stonish soap bubbles.

The topic is the least
Of what we're always worry.
The more important 'Beast'
Is how to feel...

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It is Valentine's day and I find myself brooding 
 as I sift through thoughts both perpetual and 
 disquieting; 
 I watch the crowds as they piously enter the card 
 shop for that sanctimonious day of love and passion
 What do I know...

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Come with me to nineteen sixty three
The year Pope John died and so did Kennedy
We saw Lawrence of Arabia with Peter O’Toole
Listened to It’s My Party and She’s a Fool
Last year for the Studebaker 
Martin Luther King had a dream
Great train robbery in Buckinghamshire 
Whatever...

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Witness to every notable trip
highlighting life and death travelogue strip
I can recount incidents bringing heart-rip
surpassing accidents of fatal engine oil drip
yet expressing to God thankfulness* midst blissful serenity-grip!

Once I served as an ambulance
to the infirmary I lost my balance
propelling mute patients utter remarkable parlance
calling the...

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A day full of choices. Should be a day always full. Like A run for the roses. A chase of a bull. A singing in the rain. A “let’s rob a great train”. A “Liberty and Valance”. With A day and a balance. A hey...

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