Best Worried Poems

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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Streets of blood

She stood upon the terrace high
streets of blood below
The gate left open in the night,
a dark sky threatens snow

With swine and pearls running...

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Many eons passed on Earth, who only saw your face
Untouched your virgin body, floating there in space
Waxing, waning, gibbous, crescent, quarter, full and new
Selene the...

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I set up an easel in the shade of my beach umbrella. Wanting to paint by the morning light, I dabbed colors onto the palette...sea...

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'I want you to use all your powers and your skills
I don’t want his mother to see him like this
Look, look how they massacred my...

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Playing at night on rocky ground, he sprained his foot.
He hobbled onwards careful where his foot he put.
The lonely shepherds had long returned to their...

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Fake News

As I was reading on the Soup with my morning cup-o-joe.
I saw a disturbing statement and it worried me so.
It was about our Poetry...

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"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs; "
                ...

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I remember as a young boy, going out to play, I would sometimes see old Mr. Kimball, sitting on the steps of his porch, often...

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She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at...

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Beneath this soft...dark silent sky  

 
 
 
Beneath this soft…dark silent sky
as starlight teardrops weep
in moon glow feathered sonnets…
my heart waits
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Clinging to...

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It was the last year of high school and there was a lack of beaux,
But then I got an invite. Whew, that was close!
So now...

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I stood on the step by the unopened door
Far from the meadows that precede the shore
Grasped tight the railing I longed to explore 
Searching for...

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Brisk breezes chilled us, we picked up our pace
That night we strolled beneath the harvest moon
And how I wish right now we could embrace
Your warm...

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Many, many years ago
when everything was new
There lived a lovely butterfly
her wings of brightest blue
Every day was happy as 
she fluttered all around
Visiting each precious...

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