derrick foster

Rookie - 252 Points (8/6/1969 / arkansas)

derrick foster Poems

1. Map Readers Rant 5/7/2010
2. Oddity Challenge 5/7/2010
3. When Candy Canes Crack 5/7/2010
4. The Joke's Alive 5/12/2010
5. Skin 10/18/2011
6. Love? 5/15/2012
7. The Lamb Inside 10/25/2012
8. How Dare You 10/25/2012
9. No Operation 10/25/2012
10. On A Stroll 1/25/2013
11. Recipe For Sweetness 2/25/2013
12. The Point Of Ten Feet Tall 2/25/2013
13. Dessert Of Life 2/25/2013
14. Memory Of A Song 5/16/2013
15. Confetti Criteria 5/16/2013
16. Racially Speaking 5/16/2013
17. In This Room… 5/16/2013
18. Sway! 5/16/2013
19. The Apathy Of Nature 5/16/2013
20. At Last Call(For Travis) 5/16/2013
21. To Choose(Or Not) 5/16/2013
22. Know The Difference 5/16/2013
23. Obsolescence Protest 5/16/2013
24. Heel Side Green 5/16/2013
25. As Far As Rules Go 8/22/2013
26. The Blossom And The Breeze 8/22/2013
27. “supposed To”… 9/6/2013
28. Feel Me 5/16/2013
29. Unlike Need 5/16/2013
30. This Body Of Mine 5/16/2013
31. Alien Encounters 5/16/2013
32. Wondrous Struggles 5/16/2013
33. The Days Of Me 5/16/2013
34. The Child In Sleep 5/16/2013
35. It's All In The Language 5/16/2013
36. Smiling Sky 5/16/2013
37. Memory(What A Trip.) 5/16/2013
38. Down Deep 5/16/2013
39. Waiting For God 5/16/2013
40. In Company Of Women 5/16/2013
Best Poem of derrick foster

Beauty Everywhere

I have seen beauty

In the eyes of my friend,

In the smile of a child

In wisdom of the aged



I have seen beauty

On a ride across a river

On a bus going down town

On a plane heading home



I have seen beauty

While walking in rain

While strolling in sun

While laying in grass



I have seen beauty

In the look of a stranger

In the arms of a lover

In the heart of family



I have seen beauty

At the back of a train

At a café on the corner

At ...

Read the full of Beauty Everywhere

White

The page laid bear in need of dressing. How pristine
and naked. A simple sheet can appear until it unites
with its spouse. I think of things like bleach Or
corneas so clear, clean. Hanging sheets blow in the
breeze. Flap. Flap. Flap. Across a field cotton grows.
the same of which the sheets are made. The neutral
blandness appears alert Waking everything. Snow used
to fall on this field. Fluffiness complementing the
rising cotton When it was on the ground. Those days

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