Best Youth Poems

Courage of Youth, Battle of Ypres, Flanders Field
(A Tribute)

Tough as nails young man with a red right hand
red-fire and whiskey ran in his blood.
Courageous seed of vast and cold hard land
quick temper, power of a surging flood.
Seeker of life, its promised mysteries
rash gambler with all...

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When the Flowers of Youth Fell

Winter stayed late that year
courting Spring with a fury.
Beautiful gifts of snow
and dazzling ice, he gave her.
It was during such courtship
I found myself lost -- adrift
in a place that once was ....
decades from this century.

Where mud and blood held hands
beneath...

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Sweet youth with its ghostly shadows of regret 
encircling the mind of an aging maid...like vultures 
       waiting to descend
 
Capturing those passions left unspoken
from a self-conscious shy student in church choir.

His flawless skin drew me in like an...

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MONSTER

Shackles nor chains, can't change what it is.....
Never was it, the one hiding under the bed, 
It was me, tired of it getting inside my head
.... I can still feel, the groping at my feet,
Pulling me from under the sheet,
A victim to your personality 
Nothing...

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In a moment of juvenile jealousy 
he envies his red rival

with its intimate and greedy embrace of her angels’ share
of honey and vanilla spice
as wet stretchy hands of fervent fabric
possessively cup 
her brandied beauty 

amidst wistful notions
to revive his parched heart
he craves to be ladled...

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Learn from the eagle how to soar with winds
Spanning your wings to conquer tall peaks 
Float hopes high reaching sapphire blue skies
Triumph with your smile as the world goes by

When beset in clutches of troublesome plight
Know that a new dawn always follows night
My child, when...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring 
pinot-noir peignoir baring—
full of themselves  and solar ignition
preen like...

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(For My Younger Self)



You have forgotten your muse.
You neglected her, in the hustle and bustle
of city life, in trying to carve a niche,
driving yourself too hard -
thinking it could make you rich.

She grieves.
Don’t you see her? She grieves.
How she longs to reunite with you
but you...

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Sweet youth, beauty
By Luna's light.
Cobalt colors
How sweet it is...
I know of great love,
There will never be enough time.
I am here for you.

What is love...crimson rose,
Love stanzas, champagne,
An arc to heaven...
Moonstruck heartbeats?

Lily of the Nile,
By the waters edge, 
Romantic waters.
Mountain magic
Flash dancing with dawn.

Oh Luna...cold Moon...

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Orange is more appreciated by the tongue that tastes lime
to do so, if not now, when would be the time?

Senses and instincts are the same to all gender
deaf ears are given to morality sender.

So much energy seizes from the heart its license
exhibiting any act irrespective...

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spilling mother’s milk
Nature’s bounty feeds her child -
river’s youth fades fast


Susan Ashley
April 29, 2020


~ Fourth Place ~
Premiere Contest: Hi-Ku (5)
Sponsor: Brian Strand...

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My front porch welcomes your return each year.
Built like a Sherman tank with wings - the night
is filled with music to the springtime ear,
the buzz and clatter of your noisy flight. 
Announcing to the world it now is June,
you fly into our lives and cast...

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Sunshine glitters across the water
in a tireless playful motion, and
a dreamy hypnotic music of eternity
ripples on through my nights.

I close my eyes, transported to a dock
of my youth where soothing waves 
greet me, enticing me, inviting me, rocking me.
And I abandon myself to the lullaby
that...

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Farewell, Youthful Days Of Wading In Crystal Clear Streams

Farewell, the coming dawn and its soft, golden glow
born as infant fawn, a peaceful river in flow
or a memory of life beneath crescent moon
Refreshing breeze, shade's breath, simmering in hot June.

Farewell, that dream, a glory yet to...

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The Perfect Friend ©

Today I found a friend 
Who knew everything I felt
She knew my weakness
And the problems I’ve been dealt.
She understood my wonders
And listened to my dreams, 
She listened to how I felt about life and love
And knew what it all means.
Not once did...

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