Best Accusingly Poems

Wearing wireless headphones as I listen to the news.
I'm outside watching children playing, taking in the views.
There is screaming in my ears two voices disagree.
A little girl serves her playmates imaginary tea.

They're speaking on the pod, unarmed victims shot by police.
Captives tortured in war. I...

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The last of my final hour I look around the room and spot my children  
He is arguing argumentatively with his sister and flailing his hands in the air 
Everyone is going on about my death as if it was something happening to them
...

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His glowing golden eyes glistened with a comprehension beyond the mortal condition

A well-toned, tall, and tanned man, who most, not all, would call handsome

A brightly bleached stalactite overbite gleaned between the mean features of an off kilter grin

A helter skelter perception that only madmen indulge...

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A frozen winter’s chill hangs in the air
Icy landscape under a cold clear blue sky
Frosty branches point skyward accusingly.

The cold brittle air catches in the throat
As if it is about to break in two as
Winter casts its frigid cape all around.

The golden leaves of autumn...

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DON’T  GET  ME  STARTED


1.   About taxes, we have to pay them so why bother
Wasting breath complaining? And they’re spent on 
Useful stuff like nuclear weapons and world-tours for 
The Prime Minister and keeping teenage shoplifting kids
In jail (where they belong)...

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The bitumen sockets of a fox's skull gape out across 
an open field, testament to open-casketed interment. 
Starlings pulse ephemeral iredescence in a cascade of 
limitless water falls. Autumn's late sun throws shapeless 
shadows across a ruined tree, hunched over, its grey-brown
bark witness to countless...

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Happy Birthday Delightful Daughter of the Dawn
    ~Designed from the embers of my mind~

Pull down the shades of your blue eyes
Drifting towards evenings soft lullabies 
Supportive bunny pillow 'neath your head 
A fable story that I read 
Snippets of cuddling as I...

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I wake up in the morning
With the alarm clock going off
The Major League would hire me
If they got a look at that toss

Landing perfectly in the trash
On the other side of the room
Didn't wake up then 
Till mid-afternoon

Pretty sure for certain
My boss is wondering why...

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Take a pure shot from where you stand
and print me just the way I am

with no added colour of admiration, 
3D effects of willingness, 
or glossy prints of encouraging stimulus
	
For where I stand,
has no milky waterfalls, nor honey forestry
but
Silky anger and honey foretaste of the...

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your finger pointed
so accusingly at me
rush to make judgment
facts unknown, verdict guilty
proved you wrong, sweet victory...

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I’m tired of influencers faking nervousness.
my generation wants to care less
these days.
it’s a counter-current hack.
we want to be less defined.
we can search and reflect for ourselves.
we’re sick of the emotion
that’s all over everyone’s faces,
the unsightly splotches of opinion.
the entire election machine,
the process of getting there,...

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Dolly was beside herself with thoughts 
Of this powerful man,  Damian Possessing 
Her.  She wandered around his
Spacious apartment before 
Returning to his bedroom 
to sit on his bed. 
Damian was ready and dressed for the
Day.  He thought of a proposition when
He was...

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With ear to the ground
I felt a slight tremble,
like the stir of a whispering breeze
breaking its covenant of silence.

Stoically solemn hills
partially cloaked in roaming shadows,
the sun swiftly swimming,
across the edges of dawn.

Large crackling trunks,
with gnarled limbs pointedly misshapen,
standing huddled, accusingly transfixed
against a backdrop of mangled...

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Is that a moon I see,
Flickering its solitary eye down upon me.
Casting earth in the light of its mysterious glow.
Hurling shimmering rays upon the winter snow.
Is this heavenly orb some kind of monster eye.
Making me feel suddenly self-conscious and shy.
I gaze through the window sleepless...

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JUST A DROP !
Immaculate and pure.
Without blemish nor blame, only flames of beauty- which kills.
Two ripen pawpaws, sharp like the peak,
Of an hummingbird.	
Her physiognomy, brooding  eyes and a thin neck.
Her bewitching  gap, like a termite’s.
No blemish, if any, blame the sculptor.
I begged her...

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