Best Watcher Poems

I watched a weeping willow
Dancing with a summer breeze
A timeless dance of lovers
They'd rehearsed for centuries

The zephyr would excite her
With his warm southwesterlies
She'd gently sway both to and fro 
So playfully she'd tease

Her intermittent whispers
And a rustle of her leaves
Oft times would leave him breathless
Their...

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See the people watcher
Still as a mantis
Endless ambient sounds, unidentifiable
Does not prevent his gaze
He studies her eyes; her smile
And undresses her mind
The watcher finds himself
Transfigured 
Her thoughts are not easily uncovered
A coffin, sealed; undefiled
The watcher will only find him,
Looking out as he looks in...

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Watcher

from the barren trees of winter
to the golden warmth of autumn leaves
I am but a forlorn watcher
gazing through a window 
afraid to venture out
yet allowing myself to imagine
nature’s beauty

be they lonely country roads
or cities bustling with people
an agoraphobic woman, I retreat from both

participation eludes me
as...

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He sat in his living room
And cast an apprehensive look
At the window
Pounded by the fury
Of the storm outside
The elements had gone mad
An unexpected storm
Had blown in
Out of nowhere

He didn't like storms
They reminded him of feeling unsafe
Even though he was being held by his mother
Oh, she...

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Watcher ...
he wandered the mists
the high fells of Scottish countryside
wrapped in robes of their own wan light
aglow like the full of the moon
and aback a white Arabian stallion.
He commanded the brume and twilight shivers
and could cleave sunlight with his sword
turning noon to midnight in a...

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                           I saw the elfin man stand

            ...

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I watched as I walked to the door
I watched you send Your son away to the shore 
I watched as you cheated on us 
Turned away threw me under the bus

I watched it all turn out for you
In spite of the evil you do
I watched...

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They could be strangers or maybe not
mind locked to their own moment
embraced by feelings and thoughts
their bodies intertwined - unaware
that a watcher is looming in the air

Breathing, watching taking it all in
secretly i see u, U dont see me
alive in the mind, senses go wild
sensual,...

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Here comes the Watcher heading toward the hemlock
 Watching the world, becomes his wealth,
toward which he tails around you, to every place, today and tomorrow.
When The Watcher walks, time slows down
Bearing his name, watches die out.
For The Watcher walks forward, caring less about the weather,...

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Brick stepped up on the curb, shaking his head,
" What a piece of junk" he should'a rode the horse"
Brick turned to see the trail of smoke being left
behind by Bill's car as he drove away from the curb
he wondered if Bill would even make it...

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The watcher sees the two sides clash,
A certain feel of conscious thought,
Yet sets things free in either dash;
No need to will or order plot.


When all is still, and two sides rest,
Watcher feels truth in simple terms,
Watch conscious fill attend the quest;
Stillness hurls proof to speed...

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I guard … Ready
Looking at him sleeping
The night-start kiss keeps on!...

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Ghostly presence seen nightly
When lighthouse illumes brightly
Fishermen claim to see her
Confounded old tars concur

Her lover swallowed at sea
by fierce waves, old tars agree
Lighthouse beam, sailors concur
Was gone, not even a blur





March 15, 2019
For Charlie’s Jueju-Qijue With A Twist Contest...

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The traffic light on the end of Brick’s street turned green and Bill headed for home after dropping off Brick at his place. He knew Brick would be okay after a bit because of the incentive of it all. For tonight, the incentive was in...

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The Watcher 
The Watcher 
When the seventeen men neared the end of the bridge only one remained in 
sight all the others were lost in the shadow from the moonlight. He was dressed 
in tattered cloth; homespun gray, and eaten by the moth of strang...

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