Best Acutely Poems

You had that future retro look:  two thousand seventeen,
There was a slow and sultry permanence, a little slouchy lean
As you eased out of the taxi before it shot off to the right,
Who could have predicted what was goin' down that night.

Your totemic injunctions had...

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The scorpions creeping out from words slowly, acutely framing
where judgement claims the higher position unconditionally 
lone vulture hanging over its unsuspecting prey ready to pounce 
once so blind ambitions reverberates back as unqualified honours least deserved 

Pompous narcissistic elements with nonsensical fruitless talent 
held within...

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three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh...
opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious 

beautiful baby babbles assertively
mesmerized by mishmash sounds 
that her astounding mouth can make
prose poetry in its practice

as canines erupt, she moans from the ache
teeter-tottering restless to repress pain 
speedily advancing in substantial...

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It was getting dark
    And they still hadn't  reached
 Then suddenly   the brakes screeched
    And on the side of the road they parked
 They were acutely aware
     That they were in the...

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It's difficult to fabricate a verse
whose words convey like water in a stream,
but one should try, for there is nothing worse
than words that cannot flow nor form a theme.

I wish to write with words imbued with spring:
the kind that bloom within the reader's mind
and linger...

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The scorpions creeping out from words slowly, acutely framing
where judgement claims the higher position unconditionally 
lone vulture hanging over its unsuspecting prey ready to pounce 
once so blind ambitions reverberates back as unqualified honours least deserved 

Pompous narcissistic elements with nonsensical fruitless talent 
held within...

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Little Johnny came home from school with a bellyache    
Naturally Mom feared the most recent local outbreak
Johnnie thankfully had no fever, she suspected it might be a fake
But strange and most bizarre Johnnie had no appetite for steak
Or even for his ultimate...

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I think, and you speak my thoughts completely.
Wherein lies truth, if when I die, I lose myself.
My thought and deed lying fallow in decaying tissue.
So I write to save me.
You are in every thought, every deed,
every movement that I make.
You complete me.
When I awake, the...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz

Prologue
This is a rather grim epic poetic tale of Rosalia, a 16th century German witch who terrorized villages, destroyed the lives and corrupted the souls of many people throughout the countryside in the Harz Mountains in Germany....

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Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken promises…stop being a horrid tease…
Do not worry, Lord, I am still constantly…learning…

God is here…

I’m scared, so unprepared… my flames are...

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Into The Heart Of A Soulless Existence

Damn these flies! 
There must be a half dozen of them 
Buzzing around my tiny room here, 
Buzzing and humming spasmodically, 
Like tongue-less eunuchs 
In a locked church full of salivating sodomites! 
Flies are actually amazing creatures 
That probably...

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Free At Last

How I wish one day just wake up to lie down under the rain
In the dessert, watch an apparition of water and discover 
a fountain where I can approach wet my dry lips imagine 
the unimaginable a harvest in the desert that would...

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Born and raised as a little child in a Witches’ coven,
the Black Witch was indeed a very precocious child
whose hell-spawned soul was seared in Hell’s oven,
and like Medusa herself was a creature gone wild.

The Black Witch had a craggy, malevolent demeanor
and at a glance was...

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Riding alone along a path
that runs parallel, north and south
Alongside the Lehigh River
I became acutely aware
of the beautiful surroundings
As they sped pass me on both sides.
As I pedaled along, the ghosts
of yesteryears took possession
of my mind and began to speak
in unspoken telepathy.
“you picked wildflowers on...

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There was an ardent cowboy named Redd
Who wed a city girl beyond his spread.
They were a good match ’twas believed
Except she was acutely aggrieved
To discover that Redd wore spurs to bed....

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