Best Affray Poems

One day again I may 
become serious about writing poetry
with words to cushion the effect of trauma
those of a life, a sentiment for our historic...

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I was a Soldier

I was a soldier many years ago,
How time flies, where did it go.
To many places I was deployed,
Never too long before I...

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Perilous Times
Written: by Miracle Man
September 25, 2020

Lord, Hear our prayers as we intercede,
on behalf of our troubled world today.
Disobedient people good thoughts impede,
and each day...

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Written: November 12, 2023, For Unseekeing Seeker Contest
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Love is a...

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‘I thoroughly believe the time is near, 
even in 2012 this year, 
the need is quite clear, 
stubborn concepts will resist for sure,
to no avail,...

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Ronald was a tough old ram, the biggest of his breed
Daniel was a clipperman, renowned of shearing deed
Many sheep were sheared that day and woolless...

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There were two dinos who loved the hop     
When they got started, they could not stop.
They bounced - flailed about,
Until both...

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A soldier has come home today,
He has been fighting in lands far away.
A soldier has come home today,
There were no cheers, not a single hooray.
A...

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Son of Trembling



The Sun will stop to shine
 Where trapped they do recline
Where they drink and dine
Yet, search, pine and repine.

Would Humane inside him stir
To...

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FEBRUARY ON WILDMOOR HEATH

Across the Heath the chill'ed land is sleeping
The cyclic pattern of seasonal life bespeaking
Bushes hunched, bare trees holding themselves still
Not restrained by...

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We deemed that we could never be beaten.
Our flaws, too, turned out to be an asset.
I would grant you a drink once you've eaten.
Passionfruit, to...

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Housemothers twain, swaddled in sorrel fur

And bustled skirts, walking ‘tween the parklands.

Brilliant cobalt sky, above cawing birds,

Who demand substance, with their harangue?

So the fostering queens...

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In continuation to the limerick "PEDRO THE PEDDLER" . . . : )

PEDRO’S BROTHER DIEGO . . . 

So . . . 

Didn’t Pedro have...

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With underlying arms well akimbo
Seductively they glance at each other
Smiles seasonally defined
Amidst celebration in the bed of rose

Gently they pulled their panties
Preaching to one another...

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I bare my authentic heart with each word I say,
Then go numb as you twist them every which way ~ ~ ~

Now the entire world...

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