Winter Free Verse Poems

Diagnosis

I am sick, I forgot my life, I haven’t that, never been
Never been, it’s strange, is life evil? No. Psychology
Psychology, evil science, I don’t like...

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Bicycles go around, then a car.
A red car with yellow and white lights.

Yellow streaks, oh actually,
They are quite like an alveolus.

What fun looking at a...

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I was never going to retire.
I will be dragged out in a body bag at ninety-two I told everyone.
God laughed at my silliness.
He made the...

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Who am I,
but a woman with atlas's burdens on her shoulders.

Who am I,
but a little girl trying her best in life's arena.

Who am I, 
but...

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Lovely enchantress of cyberspace

Betwixt and between us
lies an immense untraversable realm
of never knowable forbidding possibilities
quixotic, rhapsodic, sympathetic, telepathic...,
where tantalizing, scandalizing, and revolting, 
nevertheless promising fantasies...

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Green Trees Don’t Make It 

Everyday
I look out and see

The ugly green trees
Standing guard 
in front of my house.

And I think to myself
Who owns the...

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April 4—Personal grooming…

Ending Daily Shaving in Retirement

When Sam Adams
retired from
 the U.S. Department of State,

he made five vows
which he kept for years.

first, he would quit...

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Nervous I sat,
waiting to be called.
I wasn’t sure what it was he said,
but it meant a lot to me.
Then I realized,
he was not talking to...

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The dazzling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, 
spreads the sensuous spectrum of luring longing
on the gorgeous blooming garden flushed with my love,
swathing the facsimile...

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 Your heart remains in the same place where its memories belong to.-
quote by author


Small, close and warm neighborhood. Only a few children inventing toys...

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I’m so lonesome I could cry
Cry for the pup lost from the pack
He’s gotta find comfort in winter

I’m so lonesome feeling disconnected
Cold comfort, but bees...

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"The Pages"

Missing all those years
like a page you could turn, 
a book you could throw casually aside, 
to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries;
at...

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Beneath the dome of an unforgiving sky, a spring with a leaden heart warms up,
Around it, whole worlds gather, with stiffened breaths and glassy stares,
Herds...

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They were exhibited as strange curiosities,
 They all had a face, a name, an identity on this land soiled by negrophobia.
 They looked without seeing,...

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I love the end of the day,
when the sun wants to climb into bed.
The moon will be rising soon,
showing off it's big bright face.

 

The...

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