Best Accosted Poems

Accosted many years ago
By the ghost of Edgar Allan Poe
I'm now obliged to come forthright
About that dark eye-opening night.

It's only fair to let you know
I've...

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Glorifying thrills of curious weeds
Wandering children with careless deeds
Broken leaves embracing the sun
Goblin heads for the better sure
On boundless grounds, allure
Vapours from the void so...

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As I was walking in the snow 
I was accosted by a crow
It did not like my face
I ran and it gave chase
Amused onlookers watched...

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I'm a solitary wanderer
Guided by the winds and the sol rays 
I roam through lonely valleys
Sipping from streams to streams 
Riding on cascade , up...

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(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of...

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Whilst in deep sleep
Found a strangest place amidst
Strolled somewhere anew 

Creatures lead wrong ways
But still best life chose its path
Mystic doors were closed 

Glimpsed one...

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Scene 2 - Easy Rest Adult Care Fascility, Doctor Mendelsohnn's office.
              ...

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An Apple Across Acres Accordingly Accosted, Angelic Answers Awaits!...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the...

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Back on the river, forward into the howl of the unknown, 
for three days Sergeant Floyd has been crippled by excruciating pain in his abdomen,...

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Note:  Following a rash of local breakins, thieves murdered two people who happened to be 
at home when they entered.  This event produced...

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Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
   when off to see a crooked man and woman
whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little
...

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Soon all things will owe themselves to progress
and nature will neither wane nor wax
accosted by bulbs and cog-laden streams.
Children in god-awful Christmas jumpers
gather around the...

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I don’t know how to start
The story that I want told
The parts that chill me to the bone
And makes my blood run cold

When I was...

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With the demise of the midnight dreary
When all mortals,'hope', long to receive
some the morning wish to come
to wash away memories of cut-throat nightmares
some the morning...

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