Best Tells Poems

Baby brother, your naughty smile entices
A chuckle ringing through the night,
While those eyes blue wink like stars
That I'm pretty sure , we are alike...
If Aunt Nora pinches those rosy cheeks
Yes, I'd whack her leg, she'll never know-


For now, you're saying,  let's peek-a- boo
As moon...

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A whisper tells a story
In a most peculiar way 
Unlike dulcet, milky tones
Heard at preschool in the day. 

A story told in whispers
Will invoke a certain mood,
Sending shivers down the spine
As dark images are brewed. 

Whispered words are lovely
Though often deeply stirring,
Like a sleepy little...

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He paints my world with words and phrases
meant to stir emotions, deep.
Tales of intrigue that amazes,
into my soul his stories seep.

Meant to stir emotions deep,
the tales he tells cast a spell.
Into my soul his stories seep
taking me to heaven or hell.

The tales he tells cast...

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In the gentleness of this breeze 
I sense hope and grateness 
True affection and emotion 
Like the world is forever mine 

Looking into your eyes 
The siren of your beauty tells 
All queens are graciously made
Honey you are graciously and beautifully made in the garden...

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~ The  Holy  Bible Tells The Truth ~
( Mirrored Hourglass )



The Bible tells the whole truth

From beginning to end

Everything shall pass

As it's written

Book lives on

Always

Always

Book lives on

As it's written 

Everything shall pass

From beginning to end 

The Bible tells the whole truth 



Dorian Petersen...

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Death must be old fashioned way up in the future. Nobody's gonna die.  Tell me when. Should I solicit from the reaper?  Must I decide with my keeper? Must I still try to be alive? QUIET now must I pretend? Quit now, must...

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~ The Bible Tells Truth ~
 ( Mirrored Hourglass )



 The Bible tells the whole truth
 From beginning to end
 Everything shall pass
 As its written
 Book Lives on
 Always
 Always
 Book Lives on
 As its written
 Everything shall pass
 From beginning to end
 The...

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I ask, at what cost?

Coiled beneath the leaves, nothing is seen of his reprieve.
The viper’s warning is curtailed.

Silently masked among the decay, a wooden shelter becomes his stay.
The viper’s ambush is prepared.

Wanting, searching, like field mice the children are learning.
The teacher prepares to pounce.

Writhing, frothing,...

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Norman Bates Tells His Story

By Elton Camp

Nobody seems to care about the fix I’m in,
So it’s time the true story of my life to spin.
I’ve had no father ever since I was a little child.
Reared by a mother who’d drive anyone wild.

“You have to do...

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A fascinating journey it's been.
Reciprocal peaks and valleys.
Worry lines,laugh lines also
tell the world my story
that I've come this far.
Darkness and light;
joy and pain
mine to
own.



written October16th 2013
for Dr. Ram Mehta's Nonet contest...

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I miss the feeling of going for a midnight drive, having the windows down, blaring our favourite song, three, two, one and it was all gone. We were defiantly driving with one headlight, but we both knew that it was going to be alright. We...

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So for now run away-
because none of this is your business,

never mind the bleeding branch that's supplemented your fitness,

never mind the hateful rant you hear in your illness,

so just forget all those times when you just couldn't feel witnessed,

its all gonna fly,

as long as you...

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The heart always tells the greatest love story

Dreaming about you everyday lost in the memory I hold dear

Following your voice through the dark cloud

Knowing the light is on the other side

Drifting away on a scent you left behind 

Calling your name with a tear in...

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It seems that, more and more, I feel myself being drawn to face the dreaded realization that I am certifiably mentally ill, not just depressed, or anxious, or emotionally exhausted, but deluded, my sensibilities having strayed well beyond the boundaries within which normal people experience...

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What would you call the young hatchling, for fun,
Of a buzzard crossed with a flamingo?
The answer is moot ’cause it couldn’t be done,
So the joke is on you: Buzzingo!

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(For the Buzzards and Flamingos contest sponsored by Anthony Slausin.)

Explanation, for those who might need it:
Sheldon Cooper...

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