Best Whisperer Poems

As I climbed up the ladder backwards
I somehow ended up at the bottom
I whispered in the ear of summer
until she turned into autumn

When my mirror...

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You’ve swallowed my misery, 
My old self, just by a smile;
By letting me feel the mountains move, 
You’ve freed me, just by a smile;
My twisted...

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The rose is enlightened by the dawn’s light
Gorgeous in kind, every scent is still there
Gardener spends hours working on their might
Direct line to the floral...

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This torment...
this courage
exposed...

I will be your
witness...

I surrender
this rose...

my soul feels
your pain...

my body exhausted
and drained...

I cannot weep...
for my strength
has surpassed...

this pillar I offer
a lifetime will last...

...for...

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O albatross guide my loosed soul  
from the shipwreck seized by sandy shoal

persuasive Polar Star in quiet pull
a sailor’s tired eyes gone dark 
I...

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She’s a quiet whisperer 
so listen closely to hear her
She knows who you are
and who you were
She plays the notes
that cause your soul to stir
Let...

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Adieu April


Adios you soggy segue
nature’s mud pie maker
roof top drummer
dog soaker
puddle teaser.

Au Revoir
cool breathed friend
easing the ice from its depths
cajoling the worms
play peek-a-boo
with the Robins.

Bon...

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Understanding Suicide Understanding Me

Awhile back I had a dear friend contact me to ask if I heard about the young mans suicide at a nearby...

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Oh, you funny doggie, with that brown face I adore,
why are you now making that sound that I can't ignore?
Are you lonely? Are you sad?...

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Slovenly sorrows cause a blur,
Shameful shallows seep and stir.
He whimpers; a cowering cur,
Deathbed's deals, give-take, now occur.
Soul dried, bunched ball of prickly burr
Waste-of-time tears, goad...

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At first, the view from my window looks bare,
abandoned streets and empty parking lots.
But subtle scenes I never knew were there,
entice my muse and captivate...

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Whispered.
A sound undistinguished,
forcing the ears to listen
more intently,
giving the mind, flashing 
images of the whisperer.

We both know only you and I
are here.
We both know neither...

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Esoteric Fox did not plan to become the animal whisperer of the forest
It happened accidentally, due to his unknown nature of loving.
He loved all kinds...

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Ancestors had fore-planned 
My whole being in Spanish
Yet, my concerned parents wrote 
My rhesus A-plus blood in Tagalog

I was born, they said 
To enjoy my...

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It's Nothing

It's in my head
Underneath my bed
It's in the rain
They call me a code red
The label reads INSANE
He loves me, he said
I'm out of my...

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