A Valentine In London
...My Valentine has a ticket to ride;
So London town beware!
New wings will carry her up north;
A pass to Leicester Square.
Let Big Ben toll and chime aloud;
St James's Park prepare;
The hustle o...
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Categories:
steads, valentines day,
Form: Free verse
tell me blue tell me
...tell me blue tell me
something that's out I had said
told was true by you
sticks and stones can break
my bones but names will never
hurt ~ my sticks and stones
there are three th...
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Categories:
steads, analogy,
Form: Senryu
Mirage: Tapestry of the Sand
..."The hourglass parts paternally and maternally with life flowing in between," ... by The Poet.
granules enigmatic essences yields the life source
epitomized in the des...
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Categories:
steads, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Abracadabra Day
...Forget-me-nots share sighs of For-Heaven-sake's,
from boulevards to avenues, the streets -- speak.
City park use strengthens, as the day lengthens.
Doves charming swarms of drakes, tetheri...
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Categories:
steads, life, nature, people, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
If you only knew
...~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
If you only knew ...,
of that thawing night
when stars had los...
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Categories:
steads, appreciation, beautiful, beauty, character,
Form: Rhyme
Parade
...Fantasy 2-22-24
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Parade
At midnight dawn my mind escapes parting the stars
Making my way to a summerland torchlight parade
Where grand marshal...
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Categories:
steads, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Plain Truth: Christmas
...*Image of Inscriptive Elements by Pixabay.
Plain Truth: Christmas
HARK, a majestic consequence proves itself,
bribing through a period that steads neath calendrical overcast skies....
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Categories:
steads, change, christmas, truth,
Form: Free verse
If There Is No Poetry
...If there none to be of poetry
The night would have no stars
to guide love slaves their incentive
to produce yet a simple flint to spark
and swoon pulsating hearts their claim
steads a blank page...
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Categories:
steads, analogy, missing, muse,
Form: Free verse
Wintry Air
...It is December!
Chilly-cold air all around
Windy air pluck trees' leaves
With branches bare without coverings
And cramped buds waiting to bloom.
Dark afternoons, soon we see
Early bells, ring...
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Categories:
steads, autumn, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Thine Art Loveth
...HARK, whilst thee singeth melody,
gauged labyrinths midst harmony,
ransom subconscious, placed thee free,
persuade possessed, heed thy purged glee,
beg reposed heart thy beating plea.
The...
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Categories:
steads, beautiful, character, heart, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Siege At Baker Ranch, Part Iii
...III.
It was near midnight when they came again,
four warriors armed all with flaming brands,
Myron bolted up from a fitful sleep,
and poured out bullets as the horses ran.
He managed to shoot ...
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Categories:
steads, america, conflict, courage, hero,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Grenfell Now Stands As a Monument
...Grenfell tower
ruptures the horizon,
London's skyline is scarred
like a blackened diplodocus
or a charred monument
for a laconic London bridge
still burning
But look,
linen wraps its i...
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Categories:
steads, social,
Form: Free verse
The Peg-Legged Patriot, Part Ii
...Jeremiah did not hesitate,
he drew one up into his sights.
His Kentucky fired in dawn’s glow
caught a redcoat, dead-to-rights.
The others charged, sabers drawn,
so Jerermiah fled into the near...
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Categories:
steads, adventure, america, appreciation, courage,
Form: Narrative
The Good Horse Fred
...The cowboy he rode on out of the hills
Slumped over his good horse Fred.
Covered in dust, the least of his ills,
Both he and the horse half-dead.
He took a long drink to clear his head,
And felt...
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Categories:
steads, adventure, anger, death of
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Chasing Wild Stallions
...Chasing wild stallions
Taming the beasts
Was her goal, so it seems
In her dreams
Running after them
They, who can’t be tamed
She, who can’t win
Chasing wild stallions
Taming bucking steads
E...
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Categories:
steads, addiction, allegory,
Form: Lyric
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