Best Visiting Poems

Mum has been in a care home since dad died . I try to see her every day except when I’m unwell or on holiday. My dad gave my sister cash for 'travel' but she's never visited and for the last 2 years not sent...

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On Visiting the Luray Caverns

When I was a child in my younger days
My parents took me to the caverns of Luray

It was a place with huge, colored stalactite forms
With sharp stalagmites rising to meet the norm

Jagged like icicles of mineral and clay
Became objects from life...

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We met a few years ago, then suddenly you were gone
We danced the very last dance to our favourite song

Happenings in our lives took control of our tomorrows
That evening when you walked away, filled my heart with sorrow
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A furry little caterpillar
Crawled onto my knee
He turned into a butterfly
And landed in a tree

Beside him was a humming bird 
Sucking pollen from a rose
When down fell an inchworm 
That landed on my nose

A little baby bunny rabbit 
Hopped onto my lap 
When I started...

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I was visiting the willow tree when I heard
your sweet voice call out to me with flair, 
But the honeysuckle's aroma was so delightful  
that it left me feeling for your call, without
care. 

Let me visit the water's edge and speak 
to the trees,...

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You didn't shake
as much in
the psych ward, 
possibly because
of the medication.
A cocktail of 
paxil, seroquel,
lithium and sedatives.
The white walls
dimmed your 
pale complexion.
The pink rosed
paintings on the
wall reflected
the first bit
of color returning
to your peaked
gaunt cheeks, and
big sad eyes.
You'd get so angry,
trying to hold back
cries...stressed
from all the...

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I wish heaven had visiting hours
I'd carry a beer or two
And some meat to go
Cause I know my grandpa's would love that 

I'd seat with them and let them just talk
For I'd love to hear how they were
For to me they were but stories
Cause I...

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I finally got my most exuberant, elaborate wish
To talk to the poet who immortalized red and blue fish,
The maestro who made a living from books of green eggs and ham,
A man who made the Star Belly Sneetches great, good, and quite glam.

Of course I am...

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Lit up snowmen on the lawn
In weather warm and sunny;
Dolphin Santa in a sleigh
Flamingo-drawn, so funny!

Christmas decorations change
Depending on location
And likely, there'll be many forms
Of festive celebration.

No matter where you choose to be
As holidays draw nearer,
The universal need for joy
This season gets much clearer....

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A furry little caterpillar
Crawled onto my knee
He turned into a butterfly
And landed in a tree

Beside him was a humming bird 
Sucking pollen from a rose
When down fell an inchworm 
That landed on my nose

A little baby bunny rabbit 
Hopped onto my lap 
When I started...

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Most local folk lore is intended to unnerve but
I think there's validity to the Haunted horse shoe curve.
The building of our nations rails took a terrible toll
on the Irish, the Chinese, and many other souls..
This was once a very thriving railroad town,
now the population dwindles...

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Evening enchantress, she carefully selects
The most exquisite place in the sky to repose.
A marvel is our Luna, inspiring 
Silver poetry, tides, and young forbidden love.

Delicately pretending to not watch
At the same time, missing nothing
Stirring imaginations, inspiring music and song.
Tempting the super controlled to be more...

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I heard a knock-knocking on the door.
It was my childhood self, visiting my adult life.

What had I achieved? it asked,
and where had I been?
Was pay equal yet? it wanted to know,
is heaven still a dream?

Heaven, it pondered, is it here on earth
in butterfly wings and...

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The words of a poem,
like the notes of a song,
often fall flat, or off key.

Today, words 
reached toward clouds, 
floated on soft winds 
with haunting notes.

The sad of honest pain
tore my heart,
sang of death, 
beneath earth’s hard crust.

Yet, I saw her eyes 
crinkle with laughter,
then...

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Taking Off!

Some time passing, wondering 
about my invisibility, 
apart from my so very demanding physicality...

From birth, as my mother reported, 
I wanted smiles, 
screamed for them, 
made other’s cheeks sore giving them...

Then learning I could cause them, create them, 
with my own being, 
making and...

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