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Lasting Beauty

Flourishing from a parched earth without hope
Plastic red rose fading pink on dark grave
Thrown down an overgown river bank slope
Worthless lifeless object no need to save

A moment once for a sad occassion shared
Arranged so neatly in a styrofoam base
Such as a life where pain was never spared
Or cut bleeding from thorns in any case

Was a life never dried and blown to dust
When many frequent rains had came to pass
Growing tall and straight from the earth's soft crust
As tender as blades of new velvet grass

Life is like light being born so must pass
Stained glass windows through shards of broken glass
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Why have people substituted so much worthless junk in place of so many beautiful and natural things?
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Paddling into Paradise (Soulgoddess' Challenge)

Full summer sun over water edges
Shove away kayak from shore at Mac's Bend
Down river past the towering sedges
A story about worlds that never end

Any splendor more worthy to relish
When nature appears right before your eyes
Is a wonderful life to embellish
Better than anything minds will devise

Such is red fox trotting down the shoreline
Hunting in search of some prey to come by
Fiercely two eyes a predator combine
With such cunning and skill can under lie

My kayak on the water drifting by
Will always simply give me the glad eye
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
I am fortunate to live in one of the most wildest and rural landscapes in America, teaming with abundent wildlife, so at any moment during my many sojourns into nature is found what I can only define as my Carpe Diem...that is simply to watch and 'enjoy nature'....
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Common Dandelion (Yankee's Challenge)

How great you are the mighty lion's tooth
Emerging through the mottled winter kill
Bursts into life so many blooms of youth
Lying your yellow carpet down the rill

In these longer hours for daylight to pass
Just below the ridge running wild with ease
Happens at once the snowdrift melts alas
Change mindless dullards into swarming bees

A springtime welcome sign like no other
Gives up sweet nector make hives of honey
Such a gift to give our earthly mother
Greater your gold than glitter of money

When your aging blooms turn to hollow globes
Watching wind blow your parachuted robes
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
The dandelion is a flower that I admire. It reflects brightly upon my youth. We would pluck it many flowers answering such important questions of the day like ''she's loves me or she love's me not"....or link its stems together into proud necklaces. It reminds of how something so simple and yet so common (enough to be called an invasive, noxious weed by 'The Purists') can also be so useful and colorful and welcomed by many other creatures..including me for making some delicious wine that I use mostly for cooking and also tenderizing meat.
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A Broken Ladder

Cautiously I walk night hours on mean street
Pitbull stretched on chains waiting to attack
Courthouse stands behind reinforced concrete
Reminders of life we want to take back

Sirens erupt and shatter peaceful night
Screeching tires lay down rubber's foolish grin
An old lady pulls down her shades in fright
Lonely souls wait for darkness to begin

Loud are idle youth that travel in packs
Pretend to be brave and laughing out loud
Carelessly roaming and crossing wrong tracks
A fight breaks out inside a huddled crowd

Ends to vulgarity is violence
When jobless youth are loosing innocence
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
In this sonnet reflects a commentary of our times
when society sows seeds for destruction by a collective failure of its leadership to allow ways for "all its members" to climb up the social-economic ladder.
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Forest Dweller

Have fear my little mythical creatures
Found running and making wild in the woods
Paint a magical pole of strange features
Nearby the mound of your ancestor 'hoods

Like green moss crawling along a dark wave
Into a pleasent valley rich in depth
Wild flowers clinging to mouth of cave
Glancing behind into a dark woods breadth

You only spoke to me on sunny days
Playfully throwing little sticks and stones
Laughing and hiding from hot sunny rays
By making all those strange noises unknown

Fear cast the shadow of an old grey bird
One dark screech rest your soul be ever heard

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Posted: Aug 2012
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About this poem:
Inspired from tales told in Native American cultures..mostly the the Choctaw and Chickasaw...of the Misssissippi.
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Interviewing Your Love

Why do I hide my greatest love from you
To only blend in with the grass that grows
Crowded by weeds when only neglect grew
Simply by now who really cares or knows

What creates love is life's greatest magnant
When it's really me you wanted to know
When attraction never becomes stagnant
Just another seed you wanted to sow

So show me a face so I may know you
Be grateful in your nourishment and care
Life is not competing in some game show
For silly people in the world to share

Only seek what you solely want to share
Only enough for you to want to care
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Just thinking about all the complex reasons why people like and respect each other.
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The Raffish Ruffians

Life's a party held for your good measure
For spoiled rotten brats who lives with ease
Still hoping to steal more family treasure
Picking fruits from a basket as you please

What causes all you lost souls to suffer
Existing in a world so filled with strife
Can you think of any streets much tougher
With people who don't value their own life

Once happy playgrounds now filled with anger
Ruled by bully gangs looking for some fights
Like watching neon signs flash with danger
With sirens and strobing red and blue lights

Stumbling home drunk after dark so raffish
Can be so proud of the life you lavish
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Red Light Districts.....Gangs..Violence....everywhere !!!
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Night Waits On The Prairie

Seconds wait on a clock awakening
Some hours will end before my night is done
Working, thinking, just making a living
Rest only comes with my mind on the run

Faraway coyotes howling their jive
Rest does not come as slow moon arises
Waiting, watching, trying to stay alive
Care only takes what caution surmises

A cry in the wild followed by silence
Hungry predatious eyes gleam in the night
Resting, sleeping, now safely in my trance
Time is quiescence 'till day comes to light

Everything is moving and staying still
A newborn calf a'tasting nimble will
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Trying to imagine a life of cowboys watching over a herd of cattle at night on a western prairie.
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Mountain Glory

A fallen tree spans o’er a gurgling brook
A shiny creature ‘neath streaks rainbow hue
Around swirling eddies finds a safe nook
Hiding in the foam and froth oozing through

Each careful step light on feet I approach
My huddled form crawling down on all fours
Closer and closer as I dare to encroach
Cautious for a shadow stay on the shores

Now with a much practiced flip of the wrist
Cast away line tied to bright feathered fly
In an instant jerks its head with a twist
My line goes taut in the blink of an eye

Quickly I reel in towards the closest shore
A fabled mountain brook trout I came for
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Under the rich green canopy of a mountain forest
In a twisting, gurgling stream one may find the ever
exclusive brook trout.
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Sonnet La Forest

Am not alone in whom life seem forest
Condition abound in which diversion occur
With no other choice rather to concur
And give reverence to force in the highest

Once in forest to silence I observe
With sound of birds all in my ear
And wild predators all here and near
Thus my strength now all in reserve

Camping in forest to vigilante I remain
For erecting a tent now a work
And my survival now a luck
For I am inflicted with a means to contain

As obtain in forest so thus life
For all I thread is means to survive
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
This is just an attempt to give sonnet a shot.
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