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Chirping there, and there,
but never here.
Still, if I am still inside,
the snow bunting will alight on this silver bough.
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Not born with a silver spoon in my mouth,
You did place a cultured pearl in my hands.
And so from this sweet irritation,
The good of humanity glows that much more
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Weigh well the price of new perspectives.
They cannot be drawn without the vanishing point.
Even pain clawing in it's jealous rage
Does snarl and bite against it's pull.
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Babes nude and baldly
Their cries crack from sleep like wind snapped twigs.
Imploring the stark sky for her
She rushes, hushes
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Leaves do not take a hint
That they enchant trees no more-if they ever did.

Instead, trees yawn in ennui
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How many times did you look at clouds
and see heroes
or, animals
or, castles and, other marvelous hopefilled things
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The Best Poem Of Allison Helman

A Truth Amid Persuasion

Chirping there, and there,
but never here.
Still, if I am still inside,
the snow bunting will alight on this silver bough.
My hand clutching some vague, icy pain warms away to drops.
Quick eye glints bluer
I am distilled by the assessment.
Crown and downy chest. Splendid and content.
And, I wish to show some shiny thing
because, bent legs and widened wings and it is flight.
And I just make the sound Fl, fl, fl.

Shadow lays claim to your absence
in the little glass, in the tall afternoon.
Bright bird, they once could hush and sway
certain sake and self to rumor because,
it is true enough for them.
The cat slinking, stretching alights soft as nightfall.
Restful, watchful, cooing 'Am I not lovely? '
The all too easy reconciling ease they all do have.
She asks 'Why do you weep? Birds are for sport.'

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Ohood Al.shabibi 09 April 2012

nice poems strong feelings well organized wish u all the luck

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