Best Wheel Around Poems

How do people do it?
For that matter, how do I pull it off?
Sitting in front of the computer for so many hours,
body compressed into a computer chair.
Feel a whole decade older than I actually am-
aching bones,
stiff joints,
sore muscles.
Eyes all dried out
as I get up from...

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Rugby SCRUM* DANCE for Divorced and Dis-abused Wedding Guests

(Packs made up of eight « players » (see note below) may be formed indifferently : either segregate the sexes or mix them up. No sweat ! Only keep children away !)

First Half

Step up
Both parties, now 
Take...

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Dark Horse

In the thin space between the hours, 
where midnight is done but tomorrow not yet begun,
a dark horse rides,
trampling time as everything resets. 

Her ancient hooves tear yesterday to dust.
Her furious nostrils inhale every wasted second, and
whineys them out in fresh garlands of blossoming...

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Toddlers yammering
Grinding wild berries
Misty hopes dwindle
As the rays gray over
Another gaze through the dark
As stars dance round the moon

Boiling degrees melting the night
I wake up to life’s norm
Another day, counted blessing
Dourer than yesterday
Optimistic the Red Cross drives by
Or more graves we shall dig

Whom do I...

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The sun shines down on brown embrace,
My skin of white to interlace.
From east does come, a dawn, a gift
Of life and love, so not to miss.

Touching face it gently turns
Toward that place for which I yearn,
See forest green, a flower’s face,
The dark gives way for...

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Do I doubt the shiny glass
Which shows the print of time
Around the curve of my mouth and eyes?
Years and years
Of the widespread wings of hope
Folded in the shadows of concern
Caught in the claws of fear
So many years, so many years 
The folding and unfolding of...

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Dainty as a maiden embellished in deep violet,
She flutters through grassland, emitting a tangy perfume
And her bodice, luscious, drifts on an organza garment 
That reflects queenly admiration from a sunlight blessed:

How butterflies wheel around this goddess’s appointed space
Cruising, parading to endow their dear noblest regard,
Till...

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Roses are burgundy,
violets are dead,
and the family
blossoms I
hand-picked is
enfolded under my
pitch dark bed 

My hearts beats
slightly and my love
leaves silently 

Dismiss from mind
Ted, Greg, and Meg
who is sealed and
bedeviled under my
pitch- dark bed and
not to be
narrow-minded
although I’m looking
out for I instead 

Your smirk creates
the impression...

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The drone of the engine humming,
a bull-wheel around which chairs swing,
skiers all rushing to the line,
beginners are never in time.

A rapid lift up a height,
the bar comes bar to calm the fright,
high view of white trails swooping down,
figures below zipping around.

A few of them fall,...

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Behind the theatre's foyer,                                         ...

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I Wish Our “Friends” Could Meet

I wish our friends could meet one day. 

I met my so called friend when I moved schools.
I quickly learned that this friend is truly not a friend.
his annoying friend, we’ll call her “she”, would tag along to every single...

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Melody of time a heart break of mine

Are they just words well then just listen

Just listen

To the melody of my heart

Oh how I feel you quite the heat of night just stormy weather wake of a 

Tide on top of the world girls it's you...

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Said the Heifer to the Ox: “O‘ sorry Ox,
How terrible to work your heavy yoke,
All day to wheel around that grinding spoke!” 
She lay lazy in the shade of nearby rocks. 

But Ox plowed onwards. Hearing Heifer’s knocks,
And paying no heed to her pitiful smoke,
He...

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Orbs of Multiplication
Villanelle

They spin in stillness, glowing without sound
A rhythm bred from ancient breath and light
The orbs emerge where quiet truths are found

From void to voice, their pulses wheel around
Invisible, yet birthing second sight
They spin in stillness, glowing without sound

No measure binds the math that...

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Alone…so lonely in this place,
Like the pages of my life erase,
As I look in the mirror, unfamiliar face,
I see the pain, as I see your efface.

I went to sleep, went out for a stroll,
I live a daily battle for the salvation of my soul,
Look inside...

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