Best 13Th Poems

Paris the 13th

Tears, my tears fall to wine
As I can not comprehend this horrendous crime
Men filled with such spiteful hate
Islamic teachings seal their fate
Kill and...

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Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid;
She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made
And wrapped about her braids to grace...

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I don't know how or when
but I'm gonna get there
Even if I must battle
Tidal wave or fierce typhoon
I'll fight hurricane and storm
Knowing your love will...

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sun shines through the clouds
peeping through the thawing soil
one single snowdrop


Contest judged on 13th May - received N/A
Submitted to second chance 2 sponsored by Eve...

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Ride of the Scarecrow Clan

(To: Mittens) 

She was born in the corn on a cold misty morn,
the most beautiful cat on the farm.
(I must keep...

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I awakened about midnight in the middle of the day.
I was crawling swiftly toward you as I slowly raced away.
I hummed a merry melody that...

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My heart shrivels dry, blackened rose in bitter anguish, ...
 Do you feel my pain? 
   Why must the flame of day dwindle...

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The Sea of My Life
~~~~~~~~~~~~

The heaving waves are rising
Each foaming at the crest
For them there is no rest
They go to any length
To give a show...

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Sometimes
             the myths characterize us
        ...

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Instruction
by Michael R. Burch

Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.

Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset

of night is...

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She cries comets of burning ice
rocketing through a wilderness of bleeding rubies
her constellation, Anaconda, the 13th Sign, drinker of soul wine,

Her cheeks permafrosted with white...

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Helga Deen  (1925-1943)   (Sentanka)

Mit achtzehn ermordet
Helga Deen im KZ Sobibór
Nur Tagebuch und Briefe

War alles was von ihr blieb
Ihr Andenken aber bleibt 


Murdered...

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Injustice is just an inconvenience until it is proven...
When the sun hit their helmets it startled the very souls of the natives
a signal upon their...

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Drifting leaves
in the autumn air--
farewell song


By:Spandan Karmakar

Date:13th Oct. 

contest:Autumn Air...

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In dark wintry night, 
Daphne's fragrance heals me of
Crickets' woeful song.

13th June, 2017...

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