Best Wires Poems

I long to—
Walk one more time
To where the land ends, and the ocean begins
To listen expectantly for the sounds of infant waves
Grasping layers of golden...

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My shoes have traveled miles of roads
Their soles are worn quite thin
Struggling with this heavy load
I carry deep within
Beyond repair, no longer shine
Scuffed with many...

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the moon swoons in enfolding arms of sky -
a glassed-out world I cannot touch,

seen through pain and this pane
my four sycamores, sick to the core...

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COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES ...

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but i wouldn’t fault you words spilling from a loose connection 
i forgive the negative 
they are tied to your artistic temperament 

your heart 
translucent...

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Living in a realm where 
the air seems to 
be still as stone,
invisible, like a 
ghost of a rose, 
translucent and frozen in 
time of...

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i wanted it...my God i wanted it

...but how do you do that...

                           ...

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On days of childhood past
and long faded into memory,
sisters played beneath a smiling sun
in shadowed rooms of bending willows.
Dainty handkerchiefs swaddled
our Rose of Sharon infants
to...

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Yesterday, I soared with the wind
Today, death and I dance entwined in a slow waltz
Somber mood as bright lights shine above
Wagner in the background of...

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The End

I am dead. 

I travel towards a blue ball of LIGHT.

It calls me, communicates.

Whether we are billions, trillions or
even just millions.
we  are eternal,...

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Monitoring self,
nature made her decisions:
disaster rained down…

The water rose—
Life sank beneath the level;
hope floated above…

Like Noah, we wait…
flooding water standing still—
Vultures roost on wires....

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a mass of wires criss-crossed the sky
and hung across the road
as car horns - stuck on 'play repeat'
blared out where tourists strode.

there were happy, smiling...

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they’re sensitive my words
exposed wires
like veins hidden 
under the scars
of too many verbal attacks 
like swarms of vampire bats 
who puncture the night
turn the downpour...

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To once again hear the renditions of the
songbird’s morning trill as leaves upon the
trees tremble in triad tones within the
moorside tempest; and lyrical waves in...

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I am a word, a simple scribble - 
ink arranged on empty page;
I'm voiced with passion from a preacher's 
pulpit, or the actor's stage.
 ...

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