Best Wavered Poems

'Twas a sound I thought alarming, most assuredly disarming;
Up I rose from peaceful slumber to discern what it might be.
While my candle flickered, wavered; whilst...

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You had that future retro look:  two thousand seventeen,
There was a slow and sultry permanence, a little slouchy lean
As you eased out of the...

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One day there was an accident, and to heavens gate I was called.
As an angel sat down beside me, upon the bed I had been...

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When you vowed your love, like a fairy, forever,
And fluttered about, like, possessed by new heaven,
I rolled my loneliness like a quilt in cover.
And got...

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I wander about
like a fish out of water
in the surf blue sea

Me a traveler
in the congress of gray rocks
where carcajous howl

A vacant lot mind
wavered in...

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I wandered lost on this road we call life . . .

It all started when I was a small girl,
watching in slow motion the accidental...

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The morning broke pragmatically
As the warmth kissed the dew goodbye.
And the thunder clouds who haunted nigh
Had fled and left an open sky.
Where an aged thrasher...

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A Lifetime Blessed

Winter fresh crystal clear
Lights adorn a home revered
Angels eternal essence glow 
Mom and Dad your hearts pure gold

Love you always and forever more
Your...

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An old man, worn and wearied by the toils of life, 
stood alone in a darkened hallway, 
each wall hung with brightly lit paintings. 
He...

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Sunlit Oak Forest by Kevin Hill



When I lose my footing, my faith returns when he is near me. 
For, I belong to him and he...

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My heart keeps asking what you meant
When without much fanfare you said

You don't like the fancy bouquet
Born of our prosperous days,

For you still love those...

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I stand tall and proud upon this ship
Never have I wavered on any trip.
If you listen you will hear me in the wind,
speaking to you...

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Magazines and jewelry 
Nothing shows your age faster
I see a broach and think “That is from the 40’s or 50’s.”
Mink stoles were from the 30’s...

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* When I was three years old *

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My childhood ...

A tree full-to-overflowing
Branches weighty with fruit, blossoms
Each, a sweet memory of life ... family
Summers on the...

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Her birth was never trumpeted,
Nor caught any media headlines.
Born to Joachim in very ordinary settings,
Virgin Mary, the simplest of the simple,
Was specially chosen to perform...

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