Best Whens Poems

I laid out on my porch last night
Listening to coyotes rage a fight
I watched the moon with her bright, full face
Place a blanket of shadows...

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intoxicated by the taste of her pleasures
loving to see her satisfied I intensify my measures
touching, tasting, smiling loving to see her satisfied
all these pleasures rushing...

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The voyage long, begun at dawn, and then
the winged beast of metal rolls wheels to ground,
loved ones, inside and out, bear only grins,
and recount old...

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These are my bread crumbs,
scattered on the brumous trail 
should I ever turn around 
to view the path I've traveled 
and see only a myriad...

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is
what
what is...
what is what
is what is now...now...
all the whens and the might have beens...
a captivating time space wonderland called...the now...
a stability without hunger to consume...

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So many things for us to do today
Here’s a few, what do you say

Call an old friend 
And discuss remember whens

Send out some smiles
Watch them...

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Light my world with fantisies
For there shall be a day in a life 
Where the stars smile so bright 
cause I see your smile 
and...

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WARPED AND TWISTED

HARSH WORDS, VIOLENT BLOWS
HIDDEN SECRECTS THAT NO ONE KNOWS
EYES ARE OPEN, HANDS ARE FISTED
DEEP INSIDE I’M WARPED
I AM TWISTED

SO MANY TRICKS, SO MANY...

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Consuming Failure


Pay heed the dancing chickens hot plate feet
lest you believe the music makes him strut
outrunning death by curried peppers sweet

the cooling of the iron...

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Twenty two years had passed  by

She blinked, and a lifetime had passed

She started this job as a lark

She never thought it would last

Two husbands...

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SO I CAN’T CALL A DUCK…A DUCK
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High on We
High on kisses on my neck 
and the psychotropic affect of the breeze
High on the rhythm of breathing 
Catching rays of knowledge
Sun shining....my...

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all I ever wanted was a fairytale love story
all I ever dreamed of is to become your royalty..
all I ever wanted was to live in...

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I open the bottle and sit here alone 
just trying to find words that rhyme.
But the words seem to pass, so I pick up my...

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I looked at my owl cup and this dribbled off my pen:

 

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