Best Viewer Poems

Keys rattle,
door slowly closes ...
An echo of footsteps walk upstairs..

You can hear his bedroom door close,
a little bump as he sits on his bed,
then there...

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Appreciation:
A big thank you Silent One for your splendid narration of this poem.

THE GANGSTER

Through foreboding, whispering, wintery air
A woken Heron shrilly shrieks somewhere
Reflective iridescent gem...

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>Playing games with tennis balls?

Men, playing games with tennis balls!
Earn far too much dough.
In the game of tennis you know.
Some male players are now acting...

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Beyond the skills of escorts
and the appeal of other playthings,
smolders the need of the soul
infused to best every man.
Twelve years have taken
the scars out of...

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What is Poetry?

It is a theosophy of thought and commentary;  
transposed euphemisms of life’s temporal moments;
It is an attempt to fractalize single ideas and...

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Hi folks
Welcome to the Poet-a-thon for charity
Yes we know, starvation, disease, floods, wars
All terrible events in the world
However, tonight we fight a new cause
Yes a...

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Snow falls softly late one night
In the darkness it does bask
I dread the job tomorrow
Shoveling will be my task

Beauty is in the eyes of the...

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The sage green wall had worn a blank look
until, slightly askew, with a tilt to the left
dangling helplessly, without a complaint 
is the pride of...

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A little low-voltage humor in monoku form depicting a fictional day at the Watt home...

The electrical engineer's wife greets him:    "WIRE you...

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Every image and text we post on Facebook
is selected and air-brushed,
to present our lives as we would like it to be,
sharing images for self congratulation...

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Oh guide us eagle spirit
towards our newborn spring
Lend your wings for our safe 
passage, your voice we'll 
follow as you sing

From your birdseye view, our...

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The dark canvas sits idly on the crooked easel,
malignant storm clouds threaten the rising sun,
hopeful rays bestow light upon the tortured weasel
that struggles to find...

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Sunflowers 

Sunlight dwelling
Lemon table clothe of cotton
Rising out from its golden urn
With colors so fluid they turn
The eye of the viewer
Citrus orange the color of...

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molding
every word
with bare 
hands

putting
pressure
on every
letter with

thumbs
that have
their own
minds

shaping
vowels of
verbs from
action to

possessive
and never
using periods
to keep

the
viewer
always
looking...

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B rilliant beauty meandering from curve to curve
R arely will you find elsewhere except in Reshi Khola
E ye catching gurgling river casting spell on viewer
A...

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