Best Whine Poems

My heart I set on a dear companion
the cherished imprint on my soul, profound
how safe I felt in a tough kind bosom!
though I ceased to...

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Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your...

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The Old Painter

sublime my paintings, memory be
lost in time, I now must see

where once the gale winds trembled chill
wrapped in blankets, remember still

a touch, a...

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I Am Winter

I am cold – not heartless,
nor do I wish any harm.
This is just the way it is,
my gaze - a shivering chill,
my kiss...

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I fear as I drip my word
Teardrops would be overheard
No verse shall set its rhythm or whine
I dread my anguish is seen as I rhyme
Whatever...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the...

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The Sounds of Silence
By: Simon & Garfunkle

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I...

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I wrote a letter to God and I had to ask why,
He allowed so much suffering and little people had to die?
One’s that had never...

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As Joe was biking down the side of the road
He ran across a chap with a dearth of driving skills.  
Or more accurately, the...

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Memories Of Youth And Nature, Were A True Blast
In collaboration with Robert Lindley

Beautiful dawn a Nature walk would do one good
Across the flower filled pond,...

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I'm the bloke she never had,
she's the girl I never knew,
when I met her she was sad,
broken up without a clue.

We've talked of her past...

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Tiny boardwalk along the Halifax River
Waiting to see what “catch” nature will deliver

Royal Palms’ fronds rustle in fall’s gentle breeze
No noisy distractions from teens on...

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BREAKING NEWS

We have breaking news right here on the soup!
You can travel back in time if you write about poop.
Back to sixth grade is where...

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These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own...

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The old man sits in his chair by the door
His dog lies beside him curled up on the floor
Ever since that day when the man...

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