Best Verses Poems

She hides a jar of dread
Underneath the bed
With other bottled pains

Until her feelings rust,
Collecting tears and dust
And cobwebs of old shame.   

But when the night arrives,  
She's just a name on a stone,
And a box of cold bones
That yearn to be alive.

She...

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Where blushed verses of horizon compose on the amber sky

Jubilation resonates from marigold echoes of the sunlit arc

Quivering ripples of water-designs, glittering rays of golden spark

Beneath darkened canopy of clouded intentions floating by

Oblivious to rosy brush-strokes mesmerizing romantic sight

And the song of freedom erupting from...

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What pleasant dream may soothe my eyes
When autumn's breath may grace our days
Wondrous a dream in the blazing sunrise
That charms my heart in autumn's grace.

I've kissed a dream when I look into your eyes
That springs my face like vibrant flowers
In all the bright and sober...

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Wanting to shrug off this shell, break loose from me
Silence that damn hermit, hiccuping under his tree
Trapped inside too long, dormancy dreams to wake 
Disgorging bubbly lava, fills in soporific landscapes 

Longing to escape soft tissue, cast off mortal bones 
Break shackles of mundanity, rid...

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Life Fled As I Sought Yet Another Day,
( verses born from the illusion of immortality, 1977) 
Part One

As I went beyond that black veil,
Having trod this earth and seen hell,
I look back while daring to say,
" Life fled as I sought yet another day."
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Poems have their verses


Blinded by the light
Stood outside to stare
Counting clouds in groups of two
If only you were there

Dreams may come in circles
Rounding out the bend
Ovals in a cornered box
Wanting you again

Laughing through the sadness
Easing past the fear
Bandages of cotton call
Wishing you were here

Singles by...

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Yawn, sigh
By and by
Wish time would fly...

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What do you do when life throws you a misguided curve?
    You just keep on chugging, never losing nerve.
It’s easy to quit, give up, holler I’ve had enough.
    But just shake it off, get tough, show em you got...

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Sweet are the verses in rhymes that are sung
that genius the mind in history does crown
Blank white pages with divinity and splendor
Stoned face, haunting or dark and yet tender.

With celestial visions charmed as they be
Will but lighten our hearts with a spirit free
With the streaming...

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Wrestling Verses


Spilling ink onto paper,
reading tea-leaves,

fragments of mirth,
shards of anguish,

remain,
trapped in rolled-up sleeves.


Turning up my collar,
as blue as these days that slip by,

scattered verses plunge into,
the fathoms of unknown waters.


My ink runs, slips, treading lightly,
penning odes to love on bare skin,

your skin,
your bare back my...

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You feel your body falling in blackness.
You snatch your shoulder to the right.
The nausea stops.
The bottomless pit is hell.
Do not enter the midnight.

Up in the window, stands a coyote.
His teeth are bared in detestation.
He howls his satanic verses.
Abomination is his curse.
Do not confront this animal.

Life...

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I am the poet of the garden, hear my song
My petals are pages where verses belong
Rooted in the earth, yet reaching for the sky
I write my story as days and seasons fly

My first draft sprouts, a tender green shoot
Pushing through the soil, finding my root
Each...

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The sun set low
And my heart split asunder
The wind blew hard with traces of slow
Darkness spread around and pierced deep under
My blooming valley of roses
Causing them to wrinkle and writher
Poison seeped through my immaterial illusionary world
And caused my heaven a devastating destruction
Smithereens of cutting glass...

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“Precious in the sight of the Lord
Is the death of His saints”*,
What a reassuring record!
Such comfort this verse paints!

“So teach us to number our days,
That our hearts may be wise”**,
Help us, Lord to set right our ways
In your all-seeing eyes!



21st Aprill, 2022



*Psalm 116:15
**Psalm 90:12
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“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.” – Carl Sandburg.

Glowing like the roused firefly glows,
Stirring souls, poetry just knows,
Love, fire, boldest winds of desire,
Rains blessing, song without a choir.

Words pouring out soft, gentle prose,
Glowing like the roused firefly glows,
Glistening dreams, love to extremes,
Beckoning...

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