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Best Poems Written by Jennifer D'andrea

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Bus People

Bus people really have a lot of time to think:

They are always on
the brink of realizing
what's going on.
Shoulder-to-shouldering
their way along each morning, wishing
they were back in bed, finding
they are spiritually dead and

all the while 
bumping 
to the sounds
of the streets outside.

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What Women Want

"What women want," Oprah 
grinned across the television screen,
"is to be desired."
Then she turned and confirmed it
with the doctor at her side.

How audacious!
To claim to know all women
and their wants.
Well, I'm a woman
and what I want is to be 
taken seriously.

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Lines and Shapes

Two parellel lines began
somehow
and traveled together 
for quite some distance
until one veered off
from the other.

And this was really a sad thing
since they were supposed 
to have gone on into infinity.

What kind of geometry
did the line have in mind?

Perhaps
it dreamed of shapes
filling space excitingly.

Or perhaps
it learned of some
beautiful trigonometry...

I think maybe
it just longed 
for a change of perspective.

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Lazy Day

We are on our porch 
in the morning
in the canvas chairs,
drawing in the sunlight, 
dreaming.
Hazily lazing over the 
wooden floorboards
bleached and weathered
by the sun over time.
And he and I are 
having coffee, talking, 
gawking at nature and 
the people walking up
and down the street.
Our legs stretched out before us,
the garden on our porch: a forest.
Time.....drags.....by like a steamboat 
on a river...
Birds on the rail
flick their beaks and tails,
Morning Glories galore
climb the wood
near our door.
It's Summer, we love it.
It's what we wait 
all year for.

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Brave New Girl

And when she spoke,
sparks flew from her eyes
and the very meaning
of life ceased
making sense.

There were intense
mutterings amongst
the universal elders
causing the known 
worlds to shake,
planets did quake
and turn on their axis.

Long ancient dreams
were uncovered
and revisited.
Old maids returned
to young maidens,

all was forgiven,
peace waited quietly
in the wings and

everything old was
shattered,
making way for brave
new beginnings.

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Rainfall

the rain falls, dissonant at dawn,
clouds move overhead.
echoing the things you wrote 
and of the things you said.

and as the forceful rain falls down
it comforts like a friend.
i love to hear the rhythmic sound,
it thrills me to no end.

so keep on falling from the sky
and nourish all that's real.
and i will marvel, lost in sound
and moments i can steal.

for in those stolen moments are
the wonder and the notion:
those raindrops will someday go far
and end up in the ocean.

and when i think raindrops can jaunt,
then i think: so can i.
it's then that i know what i want:
to travel through the sky.

i'll travel 'cross the country
till i reach my destination.
now that's the perfect plan for me,
a perfect revelation.

something tells me life awaits,
and living is for me,
i'll keep on going till i reach
a distant shining sea.

so when the rain falls
i recall all that for which i strive.
i can transport like the rain
and someday i'll arrive.

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Moonstruck

Who knows what the moon does
When we aren't staring?
Cosmic shining orb of glass
With its quiet daring.

Silent keeper of the night
Hovering in space.
Ancient mirror, you delight:
Reflecting our Sun's face.

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Beloved

Loved by the earth,
loved by the sky,
caught in the middle 
till the day you die.

You play in the sunshine
and dance with the moon,
you dress your hair up
with the flowers of June.

Loved by the earth,
loved by the sky,
caught in the middle,
my love, don't cry.

You dress up in fashion,
wear nothing at all,
just be sure that 
you hear when I call.

Loved by the earth,
loved by the sky,
caught in the middle 
till the day you die.

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Time

Just what is time
but a line 
on a calendar, 
a dot on a clock,
a measure of
space and air?

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Astral Plane

My life is an experience
along the astral plane.
Never knowing where 
i'm going,
never knowing 
why i came.
If fear is the
eternal struggle,
i will rise above
and bask in the
ever-golden
sunlight of pure love.