Best Yesterdays Poems

She swept the side effects of yesterday
Into an unknown place where
Longing transcends the ache
Of remembered years that cling
To wounds that never heal.

The haunting specter of...

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I ask you now is this my plight
I cry out to you all through the night
My tears run dry, my heart still stings
My soul seeks...

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In
This
Slumber
 *******
Yesterday
Exists only in
Special dreams
Tomorrow it  will
Exist in reality again
Resilient  and  offering
Delights untold expressing
Answers to ease lonely tears
Yesterdays that have seeking
Solitude and...

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This morning, I opened a drawer to my yesterdays
of crumpled poems half written, but thought I'd tossed
Here I am, reading them, through a tearful haze,
and...

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In what haunt hath hope,
he who in solitude,
weeps into soiled palms;
calloused by that labor
desolate of redemption.
Leathered and wrinkled
by ever so recent a passage 
of too...

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Their days are very much the same
Like soldiers marching to the drum
The cadence of the ticking clock
Marking time as each day passes

They wrap themselves in...

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Back when girlish daydreams rode the ether like coal-glowy-clouds
featly feet kept a beat in spring grass as I flounced with Romany wind
breezy-gypsy-lips brushed my cheek...

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If tomorrows never mattered and yesterdays forgot
Living in the present would count much more than not
Our days could have more meaning, each word chosen more...

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Those walls of my captured annals falling
By steel leviathans devouring my solitude
Capped blasts dropping the once proud structure
No longer is a mans home his palace

Histories...

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I saw my yesterdays' love today,
on a quiet, shady, backstreet lane.
I knew his eyes, though his hair was grey,
said he'd forgotten my married name

Or would...

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The settled times of yesterdays grow old
And turn a weathered gray inside my mind
My memories have even now turned cold
I need them not to be...

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Between yesterday’s memories
And tomorrow’s expectancies—
                    ...

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Old flame memories, and game show repeats,
viewed through tobacco, it's smoke fills the room,
loneliness, only, stays glued to defeat,
blue-bottles, can't help, but choke on the...

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That was yesterday.
I forgot.
If I could…
I would have just done the laundry.
It’s afternoon.
The moon came out already.
It does that sometimes.
After the moon, I eat.
Laundry.
Socks, shirts,...

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Meet me back on those effervescent days;
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