Best Whims Poems

O
the bane
of being so slavishly in love,
to face another bloodless sunrise alone.
Myself, I’m spun in silken strands enthralled                       
yet, still stung by the...

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I no longer love country music
Or Afton, Wyoming just to be the girl
In someone's non-existent dreams
Indulging in a glass of wine
Isn't a thinking session of
Second guesses to philoso-fry myself
 
Conflicted as a child, repressed from lies 
Found under stacks of girly magazines and
Booze, hidden in...

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Foolish whims scatter

I played at life, but life played me harder,
Lived bet to debt, in life's Russian roulette
I place a wager, speed into danger
My foolish whims, scatter in mistral winds
Now tossed by waves, by blind forces of fate
How they orchestrate, time, distance and place

For bite...

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Love is tethered to my heart forever;
fueled by trust, and yet, trust has never
created a bond; time could not sever.
A wish, faint and fading.

Suffering its thorns, I embraced a rose:
and in the throes of ecstasy, time froze;
that's why it's called spellbinding, I suppose.
A wish, faint...

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Let not rash ejections of the mind
Blind thee of rational occasions
For idleness renders you unhappy
Yield not to whims 
Nor be rash
Restrain ridiculous mentality
For it is thee mind
That makes thee truth
Remain or disappear 
Yield not to prejudice
Yield not to succumb
Uneasy and insipid constraints
Shall not render me
My...

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 ( "Write the truest sentence you know."  - F. Scott Fitzgerald ) 


Variant plurals suffering suffixation's whims;
fly-tomatoes and the valley boo-mouse,
when the sheep alumnus in a mother-in-law seed,
animosity-cat tiptoes in the church alchemy,
genetic forty-winks sing noun names; brag and blame.

Go to the spy...

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A hot tongue, voodooed soul.
Determined, a small and nameless bird.
My teeth, my teeth too shy for bones,
My words too old for stones.
My spine lights for batten eye,
a half-shoulder caramelling othercold.

Spit thick.
Mouths on your hands, 
they go to party icing, they chew their meat,
Carry thin sticks....

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All in the air, whimsical mist
Hanging on tree tops, sunshine kissed
Whipping leaves and tresses of hair
Whimsical mist, all in the air

Something magic travelling here
Nothing wicked, nothing to fear
Erasing memories tragic
Travelling here, something magic

It can’t be bought with pounds and pence
Not tangible just felt by sense
A...

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Intense and absurd is the ecstatic sorrow of Fall,
Could it be ephemeral craze or the rust within my mind?
Easeful summers and beatific springs placate my angst… 
Balmy feral winters palliate my soul and my sense, yet
Eylul remains the ufindable season of my earthly craze. ...

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We have our whims with acronyms,
especially with our Presidents:
   Remember JFK and RFK?
   ~ They paved the way for LBJ.

'Course FDR started so much more--
   the AAA and the CCC
   the CWA and the FHA  ...

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When one side is to bless;
The other will have to curse;
While one part is to love;
The other will opt to hate;
When one will have to feed;
The other has to plead; 
Two different natures
Beat within; indulge and 
She chooses both; 
According to her
Whims and fancies 
Life...

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If rain water could sing, as it fell from the gaping skies
Would we not have sought to dance outside
Naked and barefoot
Letting its words teleport our soul
Into dimensions we have never dared imagine!

If the sun could play an instrument, as it glared at us
Would we not...

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In the realm where indigo flames are chased by the whims of wind,
The horizons have learned to spare my soul the thread of pain.
For the first time, of love I croon, a minstrel's virgin strain,
From tempests of discord, I retreat, in tranquility's refrain.
This inaugural chant...

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Whims and fancy
Has taken over our brains
No more holistic living
The world has gone insane
It all about fast cars, fast travel
Fast yachts, fast bucks
You soon forget
That travelling so fast
You have lost track
And  simplicity is now under attack
Struggling at the back


For whims and fancy
Is our new...

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They were able to see the sun at last, to look
all around, finally breathe without burqas
     begin a new chapter.
Their words held more confidence.
Is respect too large a word, perhaps not when
     whispered with laughter.

Wearing smiles and...

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