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Best Poems Written by Kim Stone

Below are the all-time best Kim Stone poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Writer's Book Bag

The Writer's Book Bag


     When I looked done,
     The bags were all around.
     Scattered on the floor,
     Obviously bought at a secondhand store.


     Writers came in and sat down,
     Claiming most of the bags that were around.


     Except for one.
     Leaning against the chair leg,
     Slumping with exhaustion.
     Faded from the wash,
     Ground stains on the bottom.
  

     Sweating metal flask,
     Hidden in the side.
     Leaving a moist imprint,
     That almost comes alive.


     Stuffed to the gills,
     Tiny wisps of paper sticking out.
     Torn slightly from being tossed about.
     Straps all askew.


     It has been everywhere,
     Continuously added to,
     Strata to be mined,
     When you have the time.


     Cupped softly,
     Hopes,
     Dreams,
     Fears,
     Treasures left of
     All that is left of you.

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Street Light


   Across the water
   The streetlight flows
   Trees undressed
   Allow the light to glow
   
   Saturated shadows soften
   Charging each moment
   Before the rising sun
   Water a dark ribbon
   Birds squawking softly
   At the edge of my dream
   
   First up in the morning
   To see the glory of night
   Before the sun 
   Turns out the streetlight.

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Brain Shrinkage


   My phone is my connection to the world
   All my friends text me
   Every single day
   Influencers tell me what to think, do, and say 
   Everyone I admire is here with one click
   Movies are at my fingertips
   From the time I wake up
   Until late at night
   I'm glued to my phone
   Oh what a sight
   Momma says," Put away your phone. 
                         You're missing out!"
   How can that be
   I can see every music video
   Medication for when I'm sick
   Even clothes to wear
   Thats pretty slick
   If I have a question
   My phone will second guess me
   Sends information from across the web
   Matches my browsing while I am in bed
   Momma says," The influencers are instigators and don't let you think.
                         All the text messages
                         Are repeats and stink.
                         If you want to see the world,
                         Give it a whirl without your phone.
                         You might be surprised,
                          At what you will find!"

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Tricks


   Here I stand.
   Covered in mud.
   Slouching about.

   Momma told me not to come,
   But the boys made it sound like fun.

   We tied a rope to the tree.
   Swung out over the stream.
   I was the first to go in.

   The water was cold and shallow.
   The mud was deep.

   How will I get home,
   Without my Momma to see?
   What an awful mess I made of me!

   Foot by foot,
   I lifted them out.
   My shoes were gone,
   Sunk in the ground.

   Climbing up the stream embankment,
   I blended right in.
   Then I heard a shout!

   "It's the stream monster,
   Just coming out!"

   I looked at my friends,
   All laughing about.
   Took hands full of mud,
   Began to sling it about.

   To this day,
   None of the boys would say,
   How everyone came home,
   Covered in mud that day!

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Piggy Bank


   My piggy bank gets fed,
   At least once a week.
   I do what my Momma said.

   I push the coins in the top of his head.
   
   Momma said, " You should feed your piggy every day!
                          So, you won't have to work and can play!"

   I think she doesn't see,
   What candy means to me!
   No fat piggy for me.

   Just a few coins to put away.
   So, when I get old,
   I can play all day!

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Twins

Of whooshy bottoms I do speak,
     Across the tub they do squeak.
     Cheek to cheek over tub and tile,
     My little girl likes to slide in style.
     She invites folks over two at a time,
     Splits their quarters,
     And keeps a dime.
     Sets her friends up at the tubs far end,
     Makes sure bottoms are soaped for a slide to the end.
     Speed trials have always been fun,
     Until the soap holder came to an end.

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Never Heard the Rules

I never heard the rules.
     Guessing was an art.
     Observation, that was a start!


     Asking "why", was a favorite question.
     Who? or what? was part of the lesson.


     Going from house to house,
     Seeing families with rules,
     Some without.


     No one had the answer to "why":
     We cut chicken off the bone,
     Left adults quiet and alone.
  

     Learned to fight when attacked.
     Learned to argue and talkback.


     Found that decision I made had as much value,
     And not to be afraid.


     Always acted outside the box,
     Never felt guilty,
     Or at a loss.


     Made a simple rule for me;
     Don't hurt another soul or me.
     But be bold and be free!

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Pillow Talk

Morning grows over the water,
  Sending shivers to my lover!
  Have to get up and go their way,
  All night they have stayed.
  Never wished them to go away,
  Such a nice way to start the day!
  Again night will fall,
  Finding my lover in the hall.
  "Share the pillow,
   Don't go away!"

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Drum Bowl

Drum Bowl


     Loved to sing,
     Can't carry a tune.
     Tried a recorder,
     Not my order!
     Found that strings,
     Were not my thing.


            Bing!
            Bang!
            Bong!


     Pounding out a rhythm,
     Oh, what bliss!


           Bing!
           Bang!
           Bong!


     The drums must carry on!
     Pots and pans,
     Have all been tried out!
     The best thing yet,
     A round metal dog bowl,
     All shinny and bright.
     Lightly tapped,
     Gives a tinny sound,
     Echoing back.
 

     The dogs look at me,
     "What's that"?
     Our food or water?
     What's on order?


     Tapping away with all my heart.
               Bing!
               Bang!
               Bong!
     Even the birds sing along.

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Animal Stew

Alison Alligator eating artichokes on a ant hill,
     watching
     Beverly Bear floating on a cloud over there,
     which developed a leak,
     drenching
     Charlotte the twin headed elephant
     up to their knees,
     floating
     Danny the dingo swimming past.
     While watching,
      Eli the iguana,
     slithering over a leaf
     sharing a log,
     with Francis the frog looking over,
     as Gwenda the goose flew overhead
     into the gum tree,
     where,
     Helen the hermit had laid down her head,
     on
     Ivy the twinning snake,
     who was always late,
     slithered up the tree,
     to give
     Jay the monkey,
     who was feeling funky,
     a fright.
     she dropped a nut on,
     Karen the kite,
     who was in flight one starry night.
     As Lil the parrot continued to trill,
     while
     Marsha the mammoth grew quite still,
     to much noise was making her ill,
     gave her the shakes
     and 
     Nosey Nancy the ant came up out of her mound
     to see what was shaking the ground all around.
     Olive the ostrich bent all her knees,
     standing straight was making her sneeze!
     Then
      Penelope the porcupine trotted on by
     to keep an appointment with 
      Quirky the quill,
      she was the queen of everything,
      she was quite mean.
     pushing
     Ruth the rambling rabbit into,
     Silly sue who was a sea lion and lived in Sillyville,
     and lived there still.
     Alongside
     Terrible Tonya the Tonga tiger,
     who danced with,
     Uncelet Uris who came from the north,
      because of to many Tonga dancers rolling tires back abd forth.
     Violet the vampire bat flew down to show
     Wilson Lucille the very large whale,
     how to stay out of jail.
     she had a tendency you see,
     to hang out with
     Xantus, the hummingbird,
     who lived on a yacht with a 
     Yak Zack ,
     and stole yogurt by the lot.
     Finally to tired to tired to chat anymore,
     Alison, Beverly, Charlotte, Danny, Eli, Francis, Gwenda, Helen, Ivy, Jay,
     Karen, Lil, Marsha, Nancy, Olive, Penelope, Quirky, Ruth, Sue, Tonya, Uris, Violet, Wilson Lucille, Xantus,  and Yak Zak
     fell asleep on the floor.
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