Best Most Poems

Rhythmic tones form a most beautiful symphony of love 
A shining star as nature's splendor reflects Heaven’s light 
It’s my destiny to learn a passion...

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What Matters Most

What matters most is obvious to me.
It’s hearth and home, kin and family.
Life is an hourglass and the sands
of your time keep drifting...

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“What hurts the most was being close,”
remembering us as we were,
though I'm not feeling the sage moon,
nor pearl raindrops that kissed my soul.

Now I waltz...

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What struck me most—
the sameness of it all.
Drivers, nearly faceless—
their time and miles drifting
slowly into past. 

On their way to
strike a bargain:
life energy for money...

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I am having that dream of dreams again
The one that wakes me up in the night
         ...

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- A Most Irish Fairy Tale – Merry Christmas to All

It’s not just Santa Claus who we meet in the very cold of December; 
There...

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It was glorious ...

A glorious, glowing morn ...
crimson crept up the sky, as if air-brushed ...
little round globs of fair-weather clouds tiptoed on the reach,
(so...

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Snowing tonight….incandescent, luminescent,
Silvery snow, whispering divine dreams.. 
Air misty, breeze calm, serene! Do I see the 
Brilliant Star, which directed the wise men
To a stable...

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A trip to a very large
and far away hospital. 
I was visiting a sick member
from church, there belittled

For a wet place I felt on my...

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On a winter or fall’s eve, dark and deep,
snuggled in my bed, I’ll be fast asleep,
but online (if Sandman acts unkindly);
there is where most likely...

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we merge ...
          I, rooted in your core
        ...

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Youth, Life, Love And Its Most Precious All

When young, life was full of joy and great thrills
I recall that was how happiness feels,
a new toy...

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I am not sure whether I am missing you or that you are missing life~

          ...

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Don't fall through the cracks,
through the floorboards
past the pipes
hot water hissing
grey metallic stun gun dull.
Don't land on the basement steps,
slipping on down
bumping the back bone
breaking...

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(Thank God, when I posted my poem a second time , I could enter it in the contest. But I am retaining my old post...

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