Best Chest Poems

“The heart hath its own memory, like the mind, and in
It are enshrined the precious keepsakes, into which is
Wrought the giver’s loving thought.” Henry Wadsworth...

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Written: November 22, 2023, For Line Gauthier Contest 
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Molded in the blaze of...

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This once was an empty hope chest,
All my wishes it was waiting to hold,
Now it keeps the things I love best,
As my life begins to...

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Love your so sweet babe
touching my soul as the heart 
skips fast a beat talks honey

You're one in ten gifts
sweet singing golden classic 
memory stands...

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I have a wooden cedar box
Filled with precious things
Most of no value to you
But joy to me it brings

A copper penny, 1961
The year I was...

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To find my hidden treasure 
No need for a tape measure
“X” does not mark the right spot
Treasure hunters get one shot

Unravel my hidden code,
and watch...

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Chorus:
He held his heart
For his chest was breaking
She held her head 
Cause her skull was aching
Oh 
What pains our troubled souls
To the point of  disbelief 
Over the edge...

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I made an Invisible Chest for my home
And I filled it with all of my Dreams
Then added some Prayers, for less fortunate ones
To help them...

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Poets, Open Your Treasure Chest Of Words

Poets, dare to present what your heart speaks
let it roam other realms, true meaning seek,
venture into lands with magical...

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I hear the willows weeping

in the corners of my mind,

I feel the sand go slipping

through the hourglass of time.


I see the catfish whiskers,

more like tentacles,...

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I open up my chest
You see my beating heart
I sometimes wear it on my sleeve
If ever we're apart

I know I should be guarded
Protective of this...

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I have a box upon my shelf
Containing precious reminders, of life's wealth

My very first bible, I got when I was nine
The very first book, that...

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The time reads ten on the clock

and I take in hand my pen.


I pull up my chair to my makeshift desk

and begin removing books from...

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Treasure Chest of Memories
Cleaning out my closet a chore this is sure to be.  A day at best to dig through this stuff packed...

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Sigmund Freud
Father of psychoanalysis employed
Experimented with cocaine, hoping for fame
Instead got congested nose and chest pain...

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