Best 16Th Poems

A rainbow took my breath away
Whilst on a train one summers day

Her vibrant arc I was in awe
Though folk beside me never saw

With heads bowed...

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YES DEAR!

I have here an old solution
For conflict resolution
Not to mention domestic pollution 
I say 'Yes Dear!'

When the situation is tense
With a subject like pounds...

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Declining the urge to go with the flow I swim upstream,

 there to spawn and hatch countless dreams which freely

     flow...

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Soaring Hawk poised high
Back drop a deep sapphire sky 
Winds in attendance

Mighty wings unfold
Caressing the Wind Spirits
They lift and support

Circling Hawk perceives
Rainbow circle on a...

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I am not a rain dog
With my tail between my legs
Dying to run home in haste
Away from showers that gradually increase 
And then come pounding...

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Pop (corn) Music


Introduction

It’s time to dance, time to tango
There’s a Canadian on the banjo
When he sees the guitar strings
Jack’s mirth grows soaring wings;
As he scans...

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Nineteen twenty-four and the wind was cold,
When men in uniform entered our town;
Forced us to leave in their boxcars,
Made us believe that it was for...

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rain-clouds hide the sun - -
vicars splash the pope and run
on to kiss a nun

written 16th September for Nina's Mischief contest 
rhyming haiku...

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At long last
the woman in her rebelled!    
Overcoming fear and shame
she spoke out
not in a whisper
but loud, clear; determined
to end the torment...

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Shadow Play

While Freud sits at the mind end of the couch phallus in hand
shapes others’ dreams in unspoken imposition ‘must-abation’
analyses abuses his daughter in metaphorical...

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Flag of Safi

            without a blemish
        horizontal...

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The Lumberjack's Hard Days Of Toil

Salty sweat, from deep axe strokes to lean hands
heavy cotton shirt soaked, mark of the man.
Lumberjack, strong, cut of a...

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On the starting grid for the zimmer frame races
Ready to put themselves through their paces
No cheating girls -  don’t go tying shoelaces
Or there will...

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16th & 28th may 2012.
By: SASHI PRABHU (ZEAUOXIS) 

A fortnight back, an evening drove me to Sernabatim shores,
To calm my mind’s fury that was churning...

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I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden...

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