Best Ward Poems

Midnight. This white ward
drifts softly through chalked moonbeams
shifting walls argent to cream,
sifting sterile halls.
Full moon fingers reach within
touching each silvered sheet-shroud.

Jaded nurses drowse...
vials drip crystalline...

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I know I promised
 no more ‘Make you Cry Poems’
I said I'd never write another 
‘Wipe your eye poem’

 And for three years 
I tried...

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Oceana

Oceana flings her sequined petticoats
Upon the sands as if to toss the seaweed 
From the swirling edges
While she dances with the wind
With each turn she...

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Colors daubed for seasons' scenes
          I sift through life for what it means
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I'm sitting on the floor
I'm crying so much more
trying to erase this pain
trying to forget your face
sitting here with the blade in my hand
running so...

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Cob swan and I have met here many times,
          As heaven's hem is melting pink and...

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Nor thunder in the dark, nor flash, nor fire,
nor other pyrotechnics that, they say,
accompany all such events, nor dire
phantasmagorias, going astray

in the unconsciousness. I’m all...

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(For Dad ... I love you and miss you, and time doesn't help)

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Bellerophon was sent for by king Lobates of Lycia
And given the dangerous task of slaying the Chimera
A fierce creature like a lion with a goats...

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Forbidden fruit they had eaten
   At the bidding of the snake
New ashamed that they were naked
   They had to cover up,...

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You have raided my night again,
as the burst of a sudden storm,
sneaking into my loneliness,
at the most unexpected hour,
plunging me into swirls of pain
too deep...

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As I stood in my garden amongst my flowers,
       a parade of blue butterflies was drifting;
past my lovely brilliant...

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She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at...

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I know the land where the lemon-trees flower.
My love met me near them, to linger an hour.
I kissed him, I hugged him and smelled the...

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