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What's In A Name

Certavi et Vici: I have fought and conquered

C irca one millennium of history, written in a name,
E ncapsulating moments of a fierce and gruesome game;
R espect was ne’er commanded but given all the same
T o warriors who, for country, had a constant burning flame.
A hand each of justice, faith and sincerity came,
V ictorious over those, who oppressed and tried to claim
I ridescent waters and beauteous wooded lands, in shame.
E loquent mermaid is a symbol of our diplomatic aim,
T o guide our strength towards peace and magnanimous fame.

V eracity, a venerated virtue, and fortitude when lame,
I  ndomitable spirit that persecution cannot tame;
C hevron of protection under our tutelage; I exclaim
I  have fought and conquered, and the proof is in my name.

What’s In A Name Contest: Silent One
18th January 2016
Joint 1st Place

Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2017

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Fourth Of July

Fourth of July, Independence Day for the United States, and
On the news political speeches praising the nations heritage, then
Reading of the declaration in deep proud voices and joyful singing.
The country will celebrate with parades and fireworks and ceremonies,
Hanging the flag outside their homes and having picnics with streamers.

On army bases there will be a salute of one gun shot for each state, and
From radios and TV the most popular song will be The Star Spangled Banner.

Jumping children with balloons red, white, blue floating, and
Under tents the barbecues will be cooking those big ball park dogs.
Love of the nation will be on every lip and in every single heart, then
Years of patriotic events will be re-enacted outside in a show of national pride.

June 29, 2015


For the contest, Celebrate Independence, sponsor, Kim Merryman

Third Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015

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Mediterranean island, where one finds so much to do
Abundant days of sunshine and the sea is limpid blue
Lavender, thyme and laurel; history spreads in rich galore
The temples, feasts, devotion bring religion to the fore.
Acclaimed for fruit and honey and the fish that’s brought to shore.

This is a friendly nation; you’ll be welcomed by a toast
To the best of health intended to last long while she’s your host.

Contest: A poem you have not entered in a contest #5
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placed: 6th

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014

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A is for apathy, “You all know you are!”

B is for itching, “Why can’t I have a car?”
U is for the umbilical cord. You never cut from Ma.
N is for neutral, “Why should you take a stand?”

D is for dependent, “Hey, one always needs a hand!”
A is for angry, “Well, why the hell shouldn’t I be?”
N is for nostalgia, ‘cause in the past we’re free.
C is for the ocks ;) who run the whole damn show!.
E is for euthanasia, “When your old just GO!”

And all that spells abundance, in case you could not tell?
Or went to school in Texas and never learned to spell.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2009

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'Youth Day'

Y - yesterday, we had this bright future
O - owned by us
U - under African Skies
T - they promised us the world, in
H - hindsight it was never theirs to promise

D - daily grace are attained from God
A - and that is the only surety in a world where 
Y - young people are still being used as pawns

In South Africa, we celebrate Youth Day every year on 16 June. It commemorates a pivotal point in our history 16 June 1976 in the fight against apartheid.

Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012

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Nelson Mandela

N – either one of his parents
E - nvisage the route he would take,
L - eaving behind the security of a place called home, 
S - earching for that elusive freedom 
O - nly a few had the joy to experience
N - ever shying away from a challenge

M - aking the decision to give up his “freedom”
A - lbeit with rudiments, pursuing a dream, many dreamt but
N - ever had the tenacity to turn into reality,
D - arkened days with years of imprisonment followed
E - arnestly trying to convince the world that, 
L - isting people differently, because of skin color build
A - nimosity and negate the fruition of freedom…

*This young man will turn 92 on Sunday, 18 July 2010*

Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010

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Twin Towers

T wo buildings once stood tall
W hen one day they would fall.
I n the sky the planes flew
N ot knowing what they'd do.

T oo many people died
O n that day we all cried.
W hat happened no one knew
E xtreme anger just grew.
R emembering the fear
S o keep your families near.

Copyright © Kelly Zakerski | Year Posted 2009

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Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved

Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2009

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Queen Elizabeth

Queen of jeweled crown, she reigns dignified; 
Undying loyalty, tall prince at her side.
English lavender blooms, her majesty’s tale
Eclipses tragedy, a monarchy hailed. 
Never lost for prim smile, year’s traditions shown;

Elizabeth, with grace, ages on Windsor’s throne.  

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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Space Age

            Space Age
Ships float up forever out
Pilots who once sailed seas find new spirit 
Airborne crafts fill the air 
Children grow into machines that take them away
Earth was once their only home
And now the universe in endless boundaries is theirs
Geared up for foreign playgrounds, gone in an instant 
Eternity is only minutes away and just beginning there

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014

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Jimi Hendrix..Rock Star and Legend

J	imi, a talented guitarist
I	n the world of Rock
M	ade young girls cry 
I	n his world, how he shined!

H	ard wired to play
E	arly love for guitars
N	ever found Nirvana 
D	ying each day, endless pain
R	iding strings of his music	
I	n his mind, demons taunted	
X	iting  too soon, young legend!

Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2010

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Castle On A Hill

                                Castle On A Hill

            Centuries ago built by hand with stones
            A formidable fortress now stands alone
            Sentries would guard the drawbridge and gate
            Townsmen sold goods in the castle's marketplace
            Legions of men camped outside to defend
            Echoes of the past on a hill my friends

            Old ways stand proud in a world anew
            Nottingham now has nothing to prove

            Arrows held steady for the Archers bow

            Hiking for miles uphill on this road
            Intricate labrynith no map has shown
            Life lived hard behind these stone walls
            Long live the King and Queen and all


Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016

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by:  Eric L. Boddie
"A History Of..."

As it has come to be
Foundations of slavery define my destiny
Relentless jealousy continues our oppression
Only the Black American is subject to such obsession

African American, naw, I prefer black myself
Me being a native to America ever since my first breath
Every act of discrimination, every possible form of abuse
Reflections of the Word Of God being just one excuse
In actuality, only hate can bestow such cruelty upon a fellow man
Can you imagine your mother tortured with observation as your only stand
And that is the history that I and others like me must endure
No humanity exists in my ancestors being three fifths of a human and that's for sure
Something wicked has been revealed....after all, my people are continuously killed.....

written:  August 16, 2015
contest:  Tragedy in Black
sponsor:  Bev Smith

Copyright © eric boddie | Year Posted 2015

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Political Corruption

Partisanship hinders compromise
Oblivious voters put cronies into power
Likeability trumps substance
Idiotic commentators bicker
Tension builds amongst the people
Idealouges pollute the system
Charming individuals manipulate
Society falls apart

Copyright © Dustin Craig | Year Posted 2013

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Alchemy (An Acrostic)

Ancient science launches research towards new technology
Learning new disciplines to increase the power of their patron
Creating new magics; generating spendable gold from lead
Hinting at greater knowledge hidden in the realms of men
Evolving sciences increase the expertise of kingdom soldiers
Machines, potions and tactics to defeat enemies of the king
Yesterday's mysteries leading the world toward today's reality

Copyright © Steven Gadberry | Year Posted 2010

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Roots of Africa

Celebrating the Legends

African Arise! Arise! Arise Africa ……………………
Dig deeper into your conscious, causes of your discomfort
I heard you are rich in diamond, gold and oil, but you are still vagabonds
I am sorry Mother Africa; I know your husband is corrupt and very abusive
It is because you divorced the TRUTH and covered yourself in illusions
True Legends died for your freedom but you are still chained in metal slavery
Together we can rise, together we can fight and together we can win, yes raise Africa, rise!

I heard you want to rise above the storm, very inspirational
But can your people afford to pay the cost, which may cost them everything
Like discomfort for comfort, pain for payment and persecution for purpose
Your success is questionable, because leaders who have no roots are leading you
If you think I am lying check your clock: you are not where alleged to be by this time
I do not blame you Mother Africa, but your parents, your husbands, and your children
True Legends died for your freedom but you are still mentally/spiritually incapacitated 
Together we can rise, together we can fight and together we can win, yes raise Africa, rise!

I heard you exchanged your birth right for a piece of meat, discredit!
Come let me show you who you are, your power, potential, possibilities and possessions
Africa you are powerful before your birth, royalty and kingship runs in your veins, cryptic!
You are the center of riches, minerals and hope, hoping you could see this, fascinating!
Arise black man, arise black man, you best in sports, music, movies, poetry, finance, governs, 
Tell your sisters and mother, its time to arise above fears, failures and falsehood, be legends
True Legends died for your freedom but you are still divided, failed to see power of unit/love
Together we can rise, together we can fight and together we can win, yes raise Africa, rise!


Copyright © Anthony Ngabwe | Year Posted 2015

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Thanksgiving Betrayal

Has lots of good food
And gratitude, sometimes moods.
Not all celebrate it;
Keeping this in mind,
So you can gain perspective from woes of humankind.
Go to a native pow-wow
In any state, at all;
Very often natives will tell you about how
In their own words, about the death call.
Not celebrating thanksgiving,
Grants them the respect they deserve.

Because of that first Thanksgiving;
Every tribe has suffered and observed;
Tears, trials and deceit;
Ran, as they were thrown a bad curve.
Along Americas’ rivers, lakes and even streams;
Yes many folk have suffered.
As a result, they have a traumatic past, of lost dreams;
Legacies of sorrow; for their pain’s, not one bit buffered.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014

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911—Underground Overtime Night Workers (Acrostic)

Nine Eleven—a dark day lives of many workers were stolen away
Individuals worked all night; stayed; without seeing the light of day
Nose to the grindstone below floor level they labored productively
Effectively moving papers, stacks, racks, speedily and so selectively

Encouraged basement overtime; more taxes paid; they worked away
Loyal workers; dedicated to the cause; laziness to them—not a gift!
Earnestly they called home to say, “Honey I am working another shift”
Encouraged by those who stayed; coffee and donuts— no need to pay
Encroachment above they never did see as terror stuck during the day
Night’s darkness envelope the light; underground darkness of the night

© Joseph Spence, Sr., 8/27/09
© All Rights Reserved


Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2009

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I have observed that America is a Democratic Republic with high values on the INDIVIDUAL 

We are 50 States, some of whose economies rival other countries; yet we are one NATION.

Yes, we have fought each other in a bloody war; yet we are one and shall not be DIVIDED.

As a nation, we set our goals and aim for the heights, flying and soaring like the EAGLE.

We are not about “He, the President or He the Potentate”, but all about “We The PEOPLE".

Our nation is not perfect, but at its core, “We Believe That All Men Are Created EQUAL".

We are blessed and prosperous; and as a people, we pause to give thanks every NOVEMBER.

So often, similarities make great people; but the strength of America is its DIFFERENCES.

Some of our rights are granted through government; there are others that are God ENDOWED.

We have One President, 100 Senators, 435 Representatives, and Supreme Court Justices are NINE.

Our country is a Republic and not a Theocracy; but most of our founding fathers believed in a CREATOR.

It has been said that America is great because we are good; may our goodness long ENDURE.


Copyright © curtis johnson | Year Posted 2015

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For every month of March in every year

For every month of March in every year

For every month of March in every year
Of course marks days to my renaissance
Refurbishment, metamorphosis, rejuvenation

Every day of my life is never a dearth
Virtues are ample in each of them
Even I befriend and I reciprocally befriends
Revelation, rehabilitation are fine things
Yes that usually surround most of my day

Moment by moment I sense reasons and purposes
Of why precious is my being to this land of living
No matter coma, the what though
Till now that not all envisage comes to pass
Happy I am for those ones that come to pass

Of every month that revolves the year, aside
Full moon counts, is my month of April

Mind loves sharing the joy of half of that month
At least with hearts and eyes that give succor-
Roommates, family members, friends near and far
Comportment in consternation, plus compensation
Have to be my compilation till that day departures

It's in my day, meant to set aside by me 
Nay, all day stand and bring the best to me 

Even at work that I'll always be occupied by
Visitor's wants and needs, and by colleagues' things…
Elders' summon demanding full attention to their plights
Resting intermittently with siesta and dusk
Yes, all of these are pertinent and need to be orchestrated

You see when I tell you I do have time, not to check time...
Etching some of the things I believe will guest and best me
Anywhere, everywhere ...all times, so long as the world continues to live
Relics too relevant to living -the leader, the lead- will the encomium me be


Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2014

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Loveliness Poem

L~etting out a gasp, the young man stared at the pretty face.
O~pening the curtains, he noticed a 
V~eil covering the beautiful 
E~ndearing visage of a young 
L~ady who sat upon purple velvet cushions.
I~side  was the decor of the patterned interior of
N~eedlework with gold and purple threads.
E~nsuring that the horses were well fastened, the footman
S~lid some cushioned steps before the carriage doors;
S~o that this adorable lady may step down. How gorgeous she looked!

Copyright © Rainbow Promise | Year Posted 2016

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Destroyers of Dissidence

                              Destroyers of Dissidence

Grievous Gandhi 
Reticent Rasputin
Examinating Edison
Ardent Atlas
Tenacious Taoists
Superfluous Shakespeare



Copyright © jill spagnola | Year Posted 2015

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Common Sense

Cannot find it anywhere, that I look,
One has it when they are born to know.
Many think they have it, from a book.
Many feel, they have it, with such glow.
Only thing that can be lost and never found,
Never to be returned, thoughts are bound.

Sense of commonality, can rule the world.
Examples surround us every day, unfurled.
Now that you think, you have not lost it.
Send this to a friend, who has not one bit.
Each day, it is gone, true revelations sit.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2012

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O ut of control
I t shouldn't have happened
L ots of destruction

S hame on BP
P lease stop this disaster
I irrate and upset
L ots is at stake
L oss of God's creations

Copyright © Kelly Zakerski | Year Posted 2010

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Justice must see day in all situations

Universe is calling to those with ears

Society must listen and understand

Too many times, much is said no one hearing

Invisible attention in action

Creating and promoting hypocrisy

Enough is Enough, Justice must Reign!

Copyright © Justice Chikandamina | Year Posted 2011

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The Midwest Boy Killer

Judged an outstanding member of your community,
Only shows how erroneous some people can be!
How were you getting away with all that for so long?
Neighbors not suspecting you doing those things so wrong?

What horror transpired when they found that evidence;
All those bodies found buried under your residence!
You engaged in clandestine homosexual acts;
Nefariously murdered and can’t deny those facts
Exemplary of evil in those killing attacks!

Guilty as charged on all thirty-three counts you were found;
All victims’ families pain and suffering abound.
Capital punishment was not good enough, no doubt!
Your lethal injection death was your easy way out!

I am not expressing my personal opinions on controversial subjects such as the 
death penalty or anything else here.  This is just my first attempt at an acrostic 
poem that was written in 2004 on the tenth anniversary of Gacy's execution.

Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2010

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Joan of Arc a 15th Century Maverick

Joan, the girl, met messengers from heaven.
One time, two others with her saw them, too.
Archangel Michael, Gabriel, and hosts
Noticing while discerning she obeyed.
Over and over she attended mass.
Forgetting not their guiding instructions.
Armored with her banner and faith she led.
Royal armies soon saved beloved France.
Chauchon and half-truths bought the maiden death.

Joan of Arc, forgiving and faithful, was burned without complaint.
England's revenge, a martyr's glories, now, an innocent saint.

© February 24, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: MAVERICKS 
Sponsor	Cyndi MacMillan

Form: Acrostic with a Couplet refrain.

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2012

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Choices of Words

Children learn from what they hear and see.
Have you ever heard certain words from a child?
Our thoughts and feelings spread to them from me.
Intentions are good, though prejudice comes wild.
Carefully, we should not press our evil, outwardly free.
Every time, we do, it will come back, oh, so beguiled.
Senses of the child are impressive, guided by thee.

Our parents embedded both wrong and right on each.
Freedom of choice is what everyone has, within reach.

Words, deeds, are what teach the young, indeed.
Our greed can also be pressed inside the seed.
Ruthlessness also transfers, but what does it breed.
Does anyone know for sure, what children will need?
Sacrifice your evilness, or your children’s spirit will bleed.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2012

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Give Ireland back to the Irish

The familiar sound of gunshots rings out in the dead of night,as a sniper takes position in the bushes out of sight,
Past my front door I hear the sound of many marching feet,as II Para make thier presence felt upon a Belfast street,
Gerry Adams does a hard days graft and then it's homeward bound,as a British soldier just nineteen lays wounded on the ground,
Well he fought for Queen and country so it comes as no surprise,as he drew his last breath,said a prayer and there a hero dies,
So many slain civilians there just casualties of war,do these people even realise what it is they're fighting for?
Or has the whole point of it got lost in the mists of time,the I.R.A take credit for thier latest deadly crime,
In a safe-house miles from nowhere ther's three loyalists lying dead,one in a grave[he was buried alive]and two with one straight through the head,
But the score it was evened before the cock crowed three Catholic civilians were slain,and there's rumours of vengence and fights to the death and calls to keep calm from Sinn Fein,
As politicians armed with pens sit counting up lost lives,the Ulster Paramilitary sit sharpening thier knives,
And loading slugs into the clip of someone elses gun,cpme on now lads there's dirty deeds awaitin to be done,
In Londonderry,County Down,in Belfast,newry too,the catholics and the protestants keep Ireland torn into,
as our children grow up in the shadow of fear,there's a stench of death and bloodshen here,
So you with the power to give us a chance,let's find a solution and finish the dance,
give Ireland back to the Irish....please,or bring the whole damned nation crashing down to its knees.

Copyright © julie-ann jones | Year Posted 2014

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To Lucinda, On The Brave Cavaliers

Lying here and there deep in the earth,
Under roundhead stone and regal tree,
Cavaliers who proved their worth
In indigo and burgundy.
Never they let their vain king down,
Died like lemmings for the crown
And left behind brave legends of loyalty....

Copyright © Ross Vassilev | Year Posted 2015