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Best Poems Written by Charles Gadbois

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Skeleton Pen

Skeleton Pen
 Can I write you a letter?
 On blank paper.
 I’m already dead.
 Underground resting in shadows rest.
 All dance on my grave.
 In the moonlight, stay up late.
 No tears for me.
 Always free in the cemetery.
 All be waiting for ya.
 Always thinking about you.
 All leave the darkness on.
 Write poetry in dirt through a song.
 Candles are gleaming.
 The wax is melting.
 All send you my letters to read.
 Haven’t forgotten our sweet memories.
 All wait no matter how long it takes.
 Stop by to visit me at the grave.
 A tombstone with your name.
 Even though I’m dead, all carry the flame.
 No need for flowers.
 They live above me everywhere.

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No Umbrella In The Rain

No Umbrella In The Rain
 All save all of your smiles.
 Together, walk a long mile.
 Your smiles in the rain.
 Wethink the same.
 Never in a hurry.
 My eyes are blurry.
 You walked in my path.
 Dreams, our journey will last.
 No umbrella or shade.
 You're radiant everyday.
 The one I can’t live without.
 Hold your heart in a music box.
 Songs we can dance to.
 Leisure in the rain, I’m dazzled.
 You walked in my shoes.
 We need each other to get through.
 You held me up in the dark.
 Sentimental, hugs are true.

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The Boat

The Boat
 Where do you stand in your life?
 How do you face tomorrow in flight?
 What about the 12 men who were worried in the storm?
 Believe and be calm like before.
 Knowing that you have lost your way.
 Tomorrow brings a brighter day.
 On the boat you feared the night.
 As the winds blew, yield to the rain that’s in sight.
 Carry the lamp that shows the way.
 Surpass the raging waters, stand brave.
 You have forgotten how much he cares.
 Through his voice, nothing else compares.
 Sometimes we rush into thorns and worry.
 We don’t ask for help in pride, our vision is blurry.
 The storm on the boat has subsided.
 Through him, sail on the water into the light.
 Our lives are short just like the passing wind.
 The stripes he carried were in red.
 Drift downstream under a colorful sky.
 Be open minded and never say good-bye.
 Walk on the narrow road.
 He will find you no matter how far he has to go.
 Along the way he has always been a friend.
 One day above, we will meet again.
 Luke 8:24

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Race Car

Race Car
The driver is one with the machine.
Every turn on asphalt would be tires burning.
A V8 with horse power, the car flies down the road.
Turn up the music and push the pedal to the floor.
Need for speed while the tires grip every turn.
What a rush to fly by while the oil burns.
This is the life of a man in a locomotive.
With torque the gears turn crank down shift.
Racing down the speedway on a straight away.
Man and machine compete to win the race.
Just one more lap through the trees down the road.
The checkered flag is just a mile to go.
Drifting around the corner.
Why do race car drivers drink milk when it’s over?
Under the sun the engine is on fire.
Pass by all the slow pokes with power.
Just like a spark plug the lightning keeps striking.
Like a racehorse, it charges to keep on fighting.
Driving fast is like having the feeling of being free.
Just you and your car, this is the way it has to be.

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Green Gardens

Green Gardens 
Always with gratitude 
Remain grounded 
A place to gather 
Green Gardens 
Colorful glaciers 
Gold hue’s glow 
Humble with grace 
Above with glory 
A geometric gift 
Welcome as a guest 
Relax with ginseng tea 
Be grateful to the 
Past the horizon agaze 
No grief to the grave 
Beautiful green gardens 
Be one with God

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Take of the Mask

Take Off The Mask 
Running from pain? 
Hiding from a ruthless society? 
What have we become? 
An outcast 
Always offended 
Take of the mask 
Be your own man 
Set yourself free 
Don’t be molded by hate 
Don’t follow the crowd 
Walk on your own road 
Just be you 
Don’t need many  friends 
You can’t please everyone 
Don’t say much really 
Be a mystery 
Words of wisdom 
Don’t waste time worrying 
It’s someone else's problem 
Be a leader not a follower

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Silent Shadows

Silent Shadows 
Lurking in the dark. 
No boundaries, free to roam. 
Lost spirits. 
Vivid images. 
Ghostly souls. 
Silent Shadows. 
Can you see them in the dark? 
Haunted houses. 
Haunted hotels. 
The Paranormal. 
Skeptic ghost seekers. 
Craving for the darkness. 
Eerie hallways. 
Distressful feelings. 
The dead are watching. 
Eyes are staring. 
Is your town haunted? 
Maybe your family line is cursed. 
You seek the dead. 
You ponder the ghost that roam.

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Drown With Me

Drown With Me
 The world is full of judgment.
 All eyes are on us.
 No matter what we do, it’s wrong to others.
 They should look in the mirror as it shatters.
 We can escape to a place far away.
 Out in the country someday.
 A journey into the unknown.
 A place where no one will know.
 If they set us on fire,
 We are one together.
 One day all of our enemies will be at our feet.
 In flames. It will be their defeat.
 Rain anger on the world.
 We don’t need them anymore.
 I’m not ashamed of the choices I’ve made.
 Take my hand and drown with me with no delay.
 God can move mountains.
 We can stand as one.
 Lightning will strike when I call upon the sky.
 I know that you will be the one that stands by my side.
 The world will never change.
 Those who pass judgment will burn in flames.
 Drown in the clouds above.
 Those who hate will vanish in the sun.

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Day of the Dead

Day Of The Dead
Do you celebrate the dead?
They are laid to rest.
For those who live in the spirit world.
Have you seen the painted skull girl?
A celebration of those we have lost.
They are not forgotten.
Let’s have a feast.
Lay roses at their feet.
Put on the music.
Drink into the sun set.
This is our tradition.
Raise a candle, they are listening.
One day, we will meet again.
Have fun until then.
Remember them always.
This is our holiday.
Welcome back the souls of their deceased.
A reunion in the night that is brief.
It’s almost Halloween.
The souls of loved ones are dancing.
We can’t see you, but you can see us.
Cover the graves with flowers, one day we will be one.

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Paper Crumpled up

Paper Crumpled Up 
Made mistakes 
Always learning 
Strive to improve 
Halt to writers block 
Ascend onto ponder 
Start over 
My philosophy, just be you 
Human to error 
Nobody else but to be published 
Stillness on reflected waters 
A journey through Azure from above 
Inhale gratitude sudden 
Write another poem 
Set high standards 
Fly as a bird 
Go beyond the naysayers 
Paper crumpled up 
I’m doing my best 
Your lines are parallel with mine 
Poetry am I 
E.E.D. 
One day I could meet