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Best Poems Written by John Gilman

Below are the all-time best John Gilman poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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A Forgotten Skeleton

 the dream painted itself sad ashen grey
a parched desert where rain never falls
this dark metaphor in her barren heart
loneliness whispering of love yet to call

bones of long lost hope on the ground
amid sands of uncountable empty years
she picked up the skull bleached white
all that remained of an old mossy steer

wondering if that would be her destiny
to wander until life's hourglass ran dry
becoming a forgotten, lost skeleton
eroded by day
and
ignored
by
night's
sky

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Walk Me Through Old Memories

walk me through old memories
days when true love came to be
take me down an old backroad
on a two lane highway fantasy

and paint the picture of sunset
parked in a field where we met
as fireflies wait on night to fall
until we're close as we can get

we'll dance beneath the stars
by headlights of a parked car
country music from the radio
Dixie moon shines
near and far

so:

walk me through old memories
before gray twilight came to be
just one last time for yesterday
until morning sun
awakens
me

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Calico Black and I

on my trusty stallion calico black
following illusions of sunlit skies
searching for something unseen
up where cold winter wind sighs

for a moment we decide to pause
on frozen fields now snowy white
to catch a breath from our riding
thru day's light that falls at night

we're both seeking green pastures
and a kingdom that's called home
until ghostly currents alight there
across our fantasies we will roam

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A Sky Painted In Silence

 not a single bird chirped in trees
nor did the winds whisper to me
clouds passed by with no refrain
twilight's sky but a noiseless sea

no crickets to announce eventide
nor did waves crash on the beach
the stars spoke not a single word
tho it seemed they were in reach

bleak hues of black existed there
in the voiceless world's reticence
once you left you took my sound
leaving me
a
sky
painted
with
silence

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Sunset For One

 it's quiet on the lake right now
sun sliding down from it's perch
as I watch with mixed feelings
from a pew in nature's church

enjoying the paint splashed sky
reflected across water's mirror
content smile crinkling my face
for a moment thoughts clearer

before memories drop blinders
overtop my respite briefly won
causing me to bitterly inquire
of what interest
is a sunset
for one?

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Sunset Lover

sunset lover, are you just a dream
like dragons floating upon the sky
a kiss that rides the ocean breeze
and leaves a soft whispering sigh

perhaps you're that warm feeling
like toes treading on beach sand
or the comfort of a girl while
walking with her lover 
hand in hand

maybe you are what is beautiful
clouds splashed in crayon colors
snuggling close as stars appear
a picture painted
from this
world 
called
ours...

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Where Once Played a Violin

it began with sweet violins
we drank champagne on ice
summer days spent dancing
in a place called paradise

you held me close at night
we talked about everything
someday we'd tie the knot
and I would wear your ring

until dark clouds found us
and cold rain began to fall
what once was happiness
fled in a black raven's call

our dreams fell from a tree
leaves upon autumn's wind
hearts like empty branches
stripped bare in the bitter
end

if
you listen very carefully
you can hear winter begin
sounds of impending snow
where once played
a violin

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Gypsy of the Wild Wind

through this chilly moonlight
as shadowy trees slow dance
while the past slips into sight

you blew in on a winter's day
dark cyclone bringing change
singing me sweet gypsy tunes
words I would not rearrange

silhouettes in a cabin window
sharing this blazing fireplace
your frosty breezes dying out
warmed by love's sweet grace

but,
with a
lobo wolf's urge to roam
you couldn't stay here for long
on nights like this I remember
how I lost you to the
wild wind's
song

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A Lonely Spirit's Lament

I stand here on a tombstone
where many old lovers died
my eyes filling up the ocean
from rivers of droplets cried

is this some silent nightmare
no, the sad facts are all true
a fitting storm now above me
while the sea is raging blue

would it seem a better photo
my damp chest dripping red
from a body commiserating
with skulls of passions dead

atop these stones I will pass
this restless spirit moving on
dreams for ghostly company
all my yesterdays long gone

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The Ballad of a Heartbroke Gypsy

as shadows stake claim to dark night
somewhere a lonely gypsy is singing
and weeping drops upon dry ground
making camp with sad voice ringing

lady luck no longer walks at his side
each night he sits by this fire for one
remembering a girl called Irish Rose
her eyes lighting a room like the sun

while she danced men paid her well
she chose the guy offering the most
every night he still sees her swaying
love's fortunes just a shadowy ghost

for his Irish Rose no longer remains
killed by a group of angry townsfolk
now he drives his cold empty wagon
humming lonely songs
of
the
heartbroke