Is Poker like Poetry?

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a stretch of untamed grass with cattails rising high on a freshly mowed surface “perhaps that’s where they keep their lions,” I say. More at http://jddehartwritings.blogspot.com. The post Lions | JD DeHart appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online

you are just some highway billboard a colorful slick message of evil intent around back only tall grass and weeds you’re some horse-mounted statue an enormous hollow bronze figure in truth your are malignantly incompetent you are ever so shockingly irretrievable that finally no one can believe the opposite The post Potus | Stan Morrison…

It takes a while for pale green dots To turn into some grape varietal It takes only time, soil, rain, sun No need for supervision or religion These sacred green dot embryos Own all the information in code To build asymmetric conical clusters The endless wonders that abound Stakes and trellises optional The post Endless…

Toss a stone into a pond, watch the circles grow. Grab a silver ring from the merry-go-round of life. Whistle into the wind, let vibrations run through you. Skip along a walkway, let giggles emerge. Put aside your chores, let the daily grind rest. Time and time again we miss the modicums of joy. More…