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Daffodils of Scott County
One April morning,
just after sunrise
but while dew
still cleaves
to a fencerow web,
I sip my coffee
on the front ..
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New slam poem for upcoming spoken word event being held at the Kingsport Renaissance Center on December 9th.
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All I offer you,
all I can give
is an endless river
of words, cool waters
for your thirst.
You drink of me,
until your lips
tas..
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This is a silly little poem written specifically for a Halloween party/Poetry reading I will be attending next month. Even though a poor write, it is..
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Leaves of thirty-three autumns
have covered the forest floor
along the bend in Laurel Creek,
that secret place, where cold
mountain wate..
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Warning*** This is Christian Poetry. If you are offended, please stop here and read no further. I am not the sort to force my religious views on oth..
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Afterwards
by C.T. Bailey
Afterwards, when there is no more crescendo
in the yelling; when there is no more whisk of the broom
sweepin..
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Anvil RockBury me here.Leave mein this place.Mark the spotwith only the solesof your boots.Let me lie hereunder starrydesert sky.Then rememberme. Tell..
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Farmer's Market in a Trendy TownMy bushel baskets of cornand potatoes mustlack the allure of Bok Choy,I suppose. Lost somewherebetween the purveyorsof..
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Prose employing an extended metaphor comparing a homeless person to an artisan. The piece is intended for a poetry slam I will be performing in on Aug..
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