Best Well Constructed Poems

We Rulers Of This Earth

Homo-Sapiens we call ourselves, rulers of this Earth,
   Intelligent and civilized, but what is all this worth?

We're working hard...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,          ...

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Often I drift back to my days of youth
to where life did begin; a rural treat,
those sharp brisk mornings a moorland uncouth
a naïve nakedness a...

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On the south-western side of the old mission school,
on the corner of 1st,  where the blackberries grew
a field claimed by children, was crosshatched with...

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I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of...

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I wanted
peanut butter and jam
But settled
for bread and butter
I wanted a puppy
but got a hamster instead
I wanted you to live forever
Until I wished you were...

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The brittle stems of Queen Anne's Lace
reduced to barren winter bone;
a hoarfrost Ermine coat embrace,
impaled in soil that's turned to stone.

The flowers now are wicker...

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Like a beacon on a hill
The white church steeple gleaming still
For all the many years gone past
It marks the path for home at last

Up and...

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The doubt and anger are here again
No surprise, my new friend
Believed I could keep it all away
Now it’s about to steal me away
Come steal me...

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NOCTURNAL MESSAGE

I must say
This, my dream, now seems
Not a series of unrelated happenings
In course of a night’s sleep

But were surrealistically constructed
From life’s timeless values lay
Hidden...

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The Garden of Eden
Some people believe that the Garden of Eden
Was in Africa, Asia, Australia...not Sweden.
The presumed site of its location
Is assumed from the interpretation
Of...

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Cramps creeping and crawling, 
an unwelcome reminder.
Why does my body betray 
me like an unfaithful secret lover, 
chaining me to my bed.
When did my uterus...

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If my mind were a sea,
on one of its shores,
dreams would drift to me each night,
sometimes as beautiful as silken sand.

Also I might dream awake....

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New Year’s Day. It’s early morning. I glance out my office window, noting a thin layer of frost has coated the cars, trees, grass, and...

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Who am I is a question,
That baffles and confuses me.
Aren’t I a stranger to myself,
When in me angels and demons cohabit,
Dwelling side by side.

Sometimes I...

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