Best Abdication Poems

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

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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...

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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...

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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


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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

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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...

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