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Best Poems Written by Ronnie Van Sweringen

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I Came To Visit Today

I came to visit with you
to spend some time together
it's been awhile
I'll sit here on the grass
cross legged like we used to
when we hunted four leaf clovers
you allways found one
I never did
I pretended to be mad
but I never was
I was glad you found one
you deserved it
I loved sitting beside you
in those helicon days
the white roses are  fresh today
next  time I'll bring pink
four o'clock already, time to go
guess it goes without saying
I'll allways love you sweetheart

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A Victim of Fate

I'm innocent your honor

I did not murder my husband.

I'm just a  victim of fate.

you see I was making his favorite

spanish rice and matza balls.

I reached up for some Old Spice

and  accidentaly got the Bug Be Gone.

no sir, he didn't suffer

at least I don't think so.

he ate it all.

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Bachelor Buttons

sunshine like warm maple syrup
pores over the boy 
lying on his belly, barefoot, legs in the air

May grass, dandy line dotted
a fragrent    spreading carpet
rich from earth and spring

bent elbow, chin in palm
lip upturned in smile
freckled nose and cheek
neath wide observing eye

purple and blue richly hued
fit for a royal crown
bachelor buttons on slender stems
swoon in the gentle breeze

years are gone now  from the boy
memory clings as yesterday
the first bachelor buttons in May

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Chicken Soup

there's a chicken in my soup

or could that just be chicken poop

not  sure exactly what to do

guess I should trade bowls with you

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Norma Jean

in the beginning
wholesome and fresh
with a vibrant glow
a trailer park name
a path to  fame

finally an opening
in the jungle door
mighty Niagra about to flow
too late now to say no

golden dreams 
every mans fantasy
the moth and the flame

too long at the party
past time for bed
sugar plums dance in her head

good night Norma Jean

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Oh! Christmas Tree

Oh! Christmas tree

needles dropped

branches few

May the first

time to get rid of you!

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My Mothers Kitchen

dripping tap in an empty sink
passing away the hours
the table where she always sat
naked without a cloth

the stove well used
now forgotten
grown cold with time

white china cups on a dusty shelf
waiting to be filled again
and slowly sipped

a closed door
can't  hold back the memories
in my mothers kitchen

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The Thin Gold Thread

out of no  where

 a thin gold thread  connects to me.

 fear stabs from all directions

I cannot escape it's penetration.

 concrete swirls  the pit of my stomach 

  barbed wire pushed  through my veins.

a black bag tied over my head

in the mirror I exist no more.

struggling in brown water

sinking deeper and deeper

desperate for something firm.

angry voices scream louder and louder

what do they want?

my  strength used up

the thread ties me to sanity

why won't it  break and let me go under.

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The Place I Call Home

snow clouds fill the sky
scattered crows like black comets
silloutted against them
their angry discourse
echoing over the field below

corn husk rustles underfoot
where a forlorn stalk remains
the token of summer glory
a  season well spent

naked branches black and brittle
like gnarled fingers
reach up to mark the sky

smoke rises from the chimney
of a weathered farmhouse
windows aglow with lamplight
the place I call home

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A Summer Day

unhurried thoughts

sweet with honeysuckle.

water melon eaten down to the rine.

music from a neighbors radio

on a blanket under the trees.

bare feet and sunburned shoulders.

warm lemonade from a pitcher

cracking the ice cubes in a glass.

watching the clouds make curtains

on the windows of heaven.

a summer day.