Best Yet Poems

In A Sad Blindness, One May Yet Find Hope
           (The Solemn Prayer)

Raining splashing, fierce winds blowing and huge trees sway
I pray not for all this, on some other black day
With dark blue shadows plotting my...

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Yet My Mind Holds Invincible Summer Hues

Bitter cold, ice ravages red-cliffs in my veins
Yet my mind holds invincible summer hues
O' Darkness thy black-hand my spirit restrains
Tho' thy power rages from thy dark Lord's pews

Flee thee far back into thy dark Lord's abode
Plead thy master, at...

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....in retrospect
There were mirrors  there
Behind it, where all the Jews would hide
How can someone blame the black despair?
All You were, was a mirror over there
Flooding naked imagery
Flowing naked mercury
Proof there were no fa-ked lies
Unless words were pressed against the frame
Somehow you couldnt recognise...
 your...

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Two owls charmed me
moments before I embarked
on the hours of industry to come.
Their silhouettes were dark and secretive,
their voices wistful and low.
I had a moment only to be soothed
with no thought to the truer meaning,
sinister and cruel,
of their flight from industry to come.
Mere yards from...

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I had a long day
and I carried the world
upon my shoulder,
The journey was long 
lonely and arduous,
I want to lie down
and close my eyes ...
But not yet.

The sun is setting gently
and a weary wind sighs
through the evening haze,
I want to lay my burden down
and quietly...

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Freezing in the midst of hostile ice monsoon
triggering aching woes beneath blood and bones,
I search for a quilt woven in sanguine rune
silken feathers of clementine and gold tones-
body ails, yet spirit soars, sings to the moon,
beyond clouds obscured in kohl sleets of hailstones
whilst rhapsodies of...

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Skating fingers criss-cross, glide down my neck;
Under my clothing feel free to check
For a zipper, a button - my body serene,
It’s far beneath my skin the treasure unseen.

Why do you fumble and why with such need
Do you remove all my clothing longing to see
Bare hips...

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My favorite President is yet to be
  He may well not go down in history
For he'll do what really needs to be done
  Antagonizing almost everyone under the sun

First he'll fix Social Security; it's running short of cash
  Upping retirement age to...

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Life Fled As I Sought Yet Another Day,
( verses born from the illusion of immortality, 1977) 
Part One

As I went beyond that black veil,
Having trod this earth and seen hell,
I look back while daring to say,
" Life fled as I sought yet another day."
 ...

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"I did not but see her passing by, and yet I will love her until I die."
                            ...

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When night’s candles
 wax in the breeze,
a glow draws near while loved ones are far...
I would scan places dimensions away 
For in reveries
they bask among the skies.

So warm with wonder, bright with charm
Could I but fix them 
beneath moon’s hues, 
Who do not let affections...

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Cheerily blew ocean breeze in beach-park
Till fiery tides climbed bouncing giant rock
Spurred on by the churning clouds hosting dark
As hazy winds ravaged paths on your walk
Rattling lashing gust where fishing boats dock.
Stranger were we, till blinding storm hit blast
Pouring pelting rain on our budding talk,
Waddling...

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Some say Love is everything

Some say love is nothing

Of course, if one has never been loved,
never felt such warmth from another;
absent the caring nearness of a  dear
mother, father, sister or pal-of-a-brother

not been taught by nurturing family

but, in fact – of love deprived

then, before lived,...

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a small old woman
94
sat in the field
in the most sturdy chair
face upturned
to fireworks
and she said over and over to her son's wife
"in all my life i never saw that before"
again and again
the colors exploded
into stars and galaxies of different sparks
and her tiny face turned up...

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Yet Pushed, Ever Onward, I Dare Tread

BEHOLD, I wade into darkening mists,
My journey, clarification of Fate
When I balked, black ghost said, I insist
Hurry destiny cries it is too late,
Strolling deep within, horrific the sounds
So strangely pungent the circling winds
In distant valleys, baying of the hounds-
I...

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