Poems for and About Best Friends Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems for and about best friends seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 5:13am
21st Apr 2024 5:13am
Birthday Party
Birthday Party
Saturday Night
Like A Golden Piece
Of Golden Pipe
Birthday Party
Ruined By You
It Was Always
Something Done By You
Birthday Party
Ended In Tears
Because Your Mouth
Ran Away With Your Head
Even Your Own Son
Couldn't Stand It By The End Of The Day!
Saturday Night
Like A Golden Piece
Of Golden Pipe
Birthday Party
Ruined By You
It Was Always
Something Done By You
Birthday Party
Ended In Tears
Because Your Mouth
Ran Away With Your Head
Even Your Own Son
Couldn't Stand It By The End Of The Day!
#BestFriend
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oskar
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 12:28pm
17th Mar 2024 12:28pm
pre-spring
pre-spring
This is a mild forenoon, winter coats
are put aside
Some men wear shorts and show hairy white legs
Elderly ladies are walking their lap-dogs
snappy little beast eyeing every passerby
they won the big dog lottery, guard their prize
a human for life.
A road sweeper with his wheelie bin walks by
the pavements are clean this day, but he crosses
the road among the bushes, an empty packet
of crisp, with his gloved hand ( yes
for heavens
sake,) deposit the empty packed in the bin
He wheels his bin under a...
This is a mild forenoon, winter coats
are put aside
Some men wear shorts and show hairy white legs
Elderly ladies are walking their lap-dogs
snappy little beast eyeing every passerby
they won the big dog lottery, guard their prize
a human for life.
A road sweeper with his wheelie bin walks by
the pavements are clean this day, but he crosses
the road among the bushes, an empty packet
of crisp, with his gloved hand ( yes
for heavens
sake,) deposit the empty packed in the bin
He wheels his bin under a...
#BestFriend
#humankind
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Her
Poem Published
1st Mar 2024 6:06pm
1st Mar 2024 6:06pm
It’s Not Just a Scooter
My best friend’s wife
Passed away
A few years ago
He kept her scooter
She was in failing health
For years
Their twenty year marriage
Was spent
Mostly in hospital rooms
And sorrow
I asked him once
Why he held onto it
Why he didn’t
Sell it
Because it’s valuable
He proceeded to explain
That insurance
Wouldn’t pay for it
So he worked overtime
When he wasn’t working
Overtime at home
So that he could
Provide her comfort
So that she could have ...
Passed away
A few years ago
He kept her scooter
She was in failing health
For years
Their twenty year marriage
Was spent
Mostly in hospital rooms
And sorrow
I asked him once
Why he held onto it
Why he didn’t
Sell it
Because it’s valuable
He proceeded to explain
That insurance
Wouldn’t pay for it
So he worked overtime
When he wasn’t working
Overtime at home
So that he could
Provide her comfort
So that she could have ...
#love
#BestFriend
#support
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oskar
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 3:14pm
29th Feb 2024 3:14pm
share a cigarette and win a friend
Share a cigarette and win a friend
a leading newspaper, I read an article written by a pompous
and opinionated person, a story about cigarettes he didn't
understand since, in his goodness, he has never smoked fags or
danced barefoot in a winter park or been in love at dawn
when I was young, cigarettes were the thing a social life without
a group having a laugh and smoking was unheard of
there were still tobacco shops selling cigarettes individually
buy one if the money is tight and smoke the sigs in the shop
The shop I knew had two ladies...
a leading newspaper, I read an article written by a pompous
and opinionated person, a story about cigarettes he didn't
understand since, in his goodness, he has never smoked fags or
danced barefoot in a winter park or been in love at dawn
when I was young, cigarettes were the thing a social life without
a group having a laugh and smoking was unheard of
there were still tobacco shops selling cigarettes individually
buy one if the money is tight and smoke the sigs in the shop
The shop I knew had two ladies...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#lover
#crush
#obsession
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oskar
Poem Published
7th Jan 2024 5:48pm
7th Jan 2024 5:48pm
a warpet tree
A Warped Tree
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and were little stories
The pity is, I have to write without a publisher and
can't afford to hire one, those I dare to ask run a thousand miles, one of them a poor man, is a lecturer in Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal...
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and were little stories
The pity is, I have to write without a publisher and
can't afford to hire one, those I dare to ask run a thousand miles, one of them a poor man, is a lecturer in Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal...
#women
#soldiers
#BestFriend #transgender
#BestFriend #transgender
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PleasingDragon
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2024 6:03am
2nd Jan 2024 6:03am
Till Death Do Us Part
Will you move on if I am no more?
Will you miss the love we had in store?
Will you miss my breath upon your lips?
The memory of our first tender eclipse?
Will you curse the cruel, rotten fate?
Or move on, after a long and silent wait?
Will you miss the love we had in store?
Will you miss my breath upon your lips?
The memory of our first tender eclipse?
Will you curse the cruel, rotten fate?
Or move on, after a long and silent wait?
#BestFriend
#relationships
#UnrequitedLove
#FirstLove
#crush
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 6:25pm
1st Jan 2024 6:25pm
January««thought
A January Thought
Not being happy with planet Earth, we wonder if there
on other galaxies so far away that even Elon Musk
can bring us there; should we, on a day like this first of January, find the mystic planet we may find, to our surprise, it is just like ours, where people fight wars about what belongs to whom! We could have saved
the expenses and set about repairing the damage disbanding armies, will be hard surplus national pride must be dealt with still, I don't think smaller nations
should disband, before the USA and China do
Why not Russia?...
Not being happy with planet Earth, we wonder if there
on other galaxies so far away that even Elon Musk
can bring us there; should we, on a day like this first of January, find the mystic planet we may find, to our surprise, it is just like ours, where people fight wars about what belongs to whom! We could have saved
the expenses and set about repairing the damage disbanding armies, will be hard surplus national pride must be dealt with still, I don't think smaller nations
should disband, before the USA and China do
Why not Russia?...
#teens
#BestFriend
#heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 1:58pm
1st Jan 2024 1:58pm
new year many times
New Year many times
This afternoon, I have watched many new years all over the world, in Australia, New Zealand, and other nations
it is all the same as a fireworks display (the Saudis has
the best and longest one)
I have, minutes ago, seen from the terrace the sky is afire happy fireworks, and I hear the jubilation
Sometimes, we have to enjoy the moment, in Cascais
the sky looks splendid, and this is not the time
to say the moment spent on this frivolity could have been better spent on the poor
The TV camera is out taking picture of the...
This afternoon, I have watched many new years all over the world, in Australia, New Zealand, and other nations
it is all the same as a fireworks display (the Saudis has
the best and longest one)
I have, minutes ago, seen from the terrace the sky is afire happy fireworks, and I hear the jubilation
Sometimes, we have to enjoy the moment, in Cascais
the sky looks splendid, and this is not the time
to say the moment spent on this frivolity could have been better spent on the poor
The TV camera is out taking picture of the...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #heroic
#humankind #heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
29th Dec 2023 10:13am
29th Dec 2023 10:13am
27/12
27-12 was a long day
The Christmas began with a labor dispute at the cafe in
our building the chef didn't want to come in and cook on a Saturday unless she received extra pay.
The cafe owner thought the cook was asking too much money and refused to pay, but his wife donned a white hat, and we were all served a good meal.
The chef's hours are from ten to three, I think to prepare
she dislikes if she has to work half an hour more and is
quite vociferous about that.
I think it has an unspoken racial thing because another
server from Luanda...
The Christmas began with a labor dispute at the cafe in
our building the chef didn't want to come in and cook on a Saturday unless she received extra pay.
The cafe owner thought the cook was asking too much money and refused to pay, but his wife donned a white hat, and we were all served a good meal.
The chef's hours are from ten to three, I think to prepare
she dislikes if she has to work half an hour more and is
quite vociferous about that.
I think it has an unspoken racial thing because another
server from Luanda...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#FirstLove #bisexual
#FirstLove #bisexual
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oskar
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2023 9:51am
22nd Nov 2023 9:51am
unsuccsesfull
unsuccessful humanness
The forest he traveled had many narrow paths, there was always something new to see, like the white tree that
once wanted to be the biggest to dominate the forest
but hubris had gotten it, and for no reason, he thought
of Israel as a wrong plant among coniferous trees.
In a glade, where rabbits sat when catching the morn sun, a group of people had occupied the clearing
their leader, an enormous woman with fake blond hair
her husband was a hateful one seeking vengeance for
slights he had suffered, it had given him an ulcer ...
The forest he traveled had many narrow paths, there was always something new to see, like the white tree that
once wanted to be the biggest to dominate the forest
but hubris had gotten it, and for no reason, he thought
of Israel as a wrong plant among coniferous trees.
In a glade, where rabbits sat when catching the morn sun, a group of people had occupied the clearing
their leader, an enormous woman with fake blond hair
her husband was a hateful one seeking vengeance for
slights he had suffered, it had given him an ulcer ...
#men
#BestFriend
#humankind
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Dreamboy
Poem Published
27th Oct 2023 3:06pm
27th Oct 2023 3:06pm
Dallas
I'm holding my own two sweaty
and shaking
hands
And they're together at last
My eyes are wide open as they were
And as they were in the cold and
unabashed darkness
My dreams prevailed from under
the blanket of a red laced and pretty
curtain of smoke
it was turning orange
It was a good sign that the leaves were
letting go.
and shaking
hands
And they're together at last
My eyes are wide open as they were
And as they were in the cold and
unabashed darkness
My dreams prevailed from under
the blanket of a red laced and pretty
curtain of smoke
it was turning orange
It was a good sign that the leaves were
letting go.
#grief
#BestFriend
#memories
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oskar
Poem Published
26th Sep 2023 5:06pm
26th Sep 2023 5:06pm
the lady who clean the dead
The lady who cleans the dead
The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service
I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink
did she in her daily work touch more dead bodies daily than live ones? She looked beach clean, bet she used gloves when eating lunch.
I made ill at ease, studying her like she was an alien, deeply tanned, this was understandable spending so much time in a cellar full of corpses.
Why had she chosen this profession, perhaps she had studied to be a doctor and failed.
A...
The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service
I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink
did she in her daily work touch more dead bodies daily than live ones? She looked beach clean, bet she used gloves when eating lunch.
I made ill at ease, studying her like she was an alien, deeply tanned, this was understandable spending so much time in a cellar full of corpses.
Why had she chosen this profession, perhaps she had studied to be a doctor and failed.
A...
#BestFriend
#humankind
#heroic
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