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Abdication Poems - Poems about Abdication


Abdication
Shivering aspens side by side Standing against the chill Gold crowns all are wearing Until their diadems spill...

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Categories: abdication, beautiful,
Form: Rhyme
Abdication
I will doff my ermine gown and take off my kingly crown. The day declines, the course is run, on fleece of gold reclines the sun. I'll not retouche the Mona Lisa or straighten up the Tower of Pisa. Further work in that connection I leave to those who seek perfection....

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Categories: abdication, art, career, retirement,
Form: Lyric



Premium Member Pulp Diction
I've had enough of the usless drivel, hypersenitivity and endless snivels We're more fulfilled I hear so often, yet the fruit on show to me seems rotten! A girl of 9 cut down by a gun, floods of drugs; engineered and spun..' Borderless war, we're doing well.' No father's for many; childhoods of hell.) Mothers are sidlined, (the state...

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Categories: abdication, abuse, allegory, anger, community,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Abdication
on night's soft pillow sky's king is falling asleep- abdication's dream!* © Demetrios Trifiatis 16 June 2020 * Seeing everything that happens these days around the world and being disappointed, the sun might like to give up his throne so he doesn't have to witness tomorrow!...

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Categories: abdication, night, sky, sun,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Seasons' Abdication
Emerald paints hills Tall cottonwoods dance Soft clusters drift Riverbank winds laugh Leaves endorsing orange Skeletal branches weep Soft clusters melt White wonderland bows Emerald paints hills Protected by copyright All Rights Reserved...

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Categories: abdication, autumn, change, repetition, seasons,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Abdication
castle walls breaching a king weeps in mother's arms… the tide rolling in...

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Categories: abdication, beach, ocean,
Form: Haiku
Abdication
This, was the matter of non-matter, permeating in every pore, cell, thought. An elusive, connection to unknown. You, want to create a Grail to receive the blood, of heaven to imbue, the dark space. A chilling, belief to confer, a glorified name to astigmatism without the consent of the eye. Arboreal, the naked soul renunciates all the fruits and departs for another sky. Satish Verma...

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Categories: abdication, art,
Form: ABC
Abdication
The world's greatest tragedy? Maybe it's when someone you used to talk to, for hours on end, someone you used to be so close to, someone you used to love; disappears. Possibly it's when you give up on yourself, when you laze about, resigned to a miserable fate, resigned to little but sighing and crying; surrender. It could be when a child cries, for a lost mother, for...

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Categories: abdication, life, loss, child,
Form: Free verse
Abdication
My Compassion's mute by her bedside My bodies a host, a stopped up drain She sucks for emancipation And yet there is no air, no pillow light enough to bring sleep or dreams Hours n' hours a night I lay Shaky awake to her needs I fluff, I prop, I smile to soothe Counting my silence less I scream....

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Categories: abdication, caregiving,
Form: Free verse
Abdication
It was a domestic pain, when we came apart in boots and helmets. Taking the shine away, moon gave up the fight on lake, against the clouds, a sniper intuitingly, started a homicidal blasting to start the rains. An ode to sepia needs scrutiny; cuttlefish had a second thought. No faith permits the slaughter of septa. Walls were squinting to see better....

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Categories: abdication, art
Form: I do not know?
Abdication
It was a domestic pain, when we came apart in boots and helmets. Taking the shine away, moon gave up the fight on lake, against the clouds, a sniper intuitingly, started a homicidal blasting to start the rains. An ode to sepia needs scrutiny; cuttlefish had a second thought. No faith permits the slaughter of septa. Walls were squinting to see better....

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Categories: abdication, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?

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