Best Worth Its Salt Poems

Sarah earned her salt in the Carolina hills
The year was 1800, they mined to pay the bills
The ground was hard and rocky, the winters were...

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I clearly detect all that swirls this blue green world, 
and all that toss me about like a ship on the ocean.
I hold the wheel...

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Being Worth Your Salt

The Holy Spirit was speaking to me about being worth
my salt; not working my way to Heaven, it has nothing
to do with...

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A mystery to some, but not to me,
why one would call thee, "Lady"
Other beetles could be called fair,
some would even argue scholarly

But gentlemanly?

Now that's a...

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There once was a man named Walt
Who was more than worth his salt
But when trouble came
He got all the blame
Even though he was not at...

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~The Male Menopause~

Did you know girl's, men run on hormones too?
They are not so different girls from me or from you
But when a man reaches...

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Every journey worth its salt has rocky places
Bank to bank filled with frothing white water, 
The economics of avoidance, steering a lean course, 
Avoiding higher...

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Playing To Win 2 (contd)

Learn to be strong in your head and also tighten your all round play...
When it is the rubber set, stay calm...

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I try to be a poet worth his salt
who daily prods his muse, urging it 
to offer up a cogent phrase or 
heartfelt rhyme, but...

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Not wishing to cause offence offence when somone calls me 'friend' but are not really 

one not bothering to ask others or me my name,...

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If a pickle brings a paddle
To a party in the fall,
And the court is colored umber
And it looks just like the ball,
Would you relish the...

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Why won’t he clean up after himself?
Why won’t she feed herself?
Why won’t they move out?
What are my values?
How are they different from yours?

Is there even...

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Uncanny as the truth may often be, 
A sailor worth his salt will quickly cede; 
There's more than godly made beneath the sea.

Alow, where neither...

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Stilled, hushed solitude is required  
To set my soul on fire
A natural setting desired
Before spring's beauty expires   

Woodsy terrain along the creek
Are...

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Artemide Cacciatrice (2)

The carriage trip – who’d like the factual version?
That whole idea was Tuzia’s, never mine.
“Let’s take a carriage for a day excursion,
and have...

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