Best Ague Poems

Nameless nomad from nowhere needed nestling niche
 Emotions enveloped evermore excitement exuberant
 Vague venture veered on valiant venerable voyage
 Ever eager to enter enticing enclave of enduring endearment
 Recognized remote rhythm of romantic reverie in rippling rapture.

 Life’s listless landscape lighted lunar luminosity lured by...

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A fly and ant, upon a sunny bank,
Discuss'd the question of their rank.
'O Jupiter!' the former said,
'Can love of self so turn the head,
That one so mean and crawling,
And of so low a calling,
To boast equality shall dare
With me, the daughter of the air?
In palaces...

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I Slept with a Female Mosquito..... By Peter Onyancha
(part I)

I Slept with a Female Mosquito. 
Waking up, Good morning, but goodness!
Stupid lewd fly; family of the blood sucker
Fretful, I study the plumped mosquito
My science talks to me, unfaltering
My eye bulges and I nod, I see,...

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Robert Frost...A Reflection

No matter corporeal essence
     of Robert Frost bid adieu
from temporal plain approximately
     five and fifty plus years ague,
his rediscovered spiritual
     omnipresence suffuses anew

mine gnarly feeble exegesis
     denounce-able,...

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they would dice many a chive
   by management me from da dive
apartments in hatfield in close proximity 
   to the bloody sorry fate 
   oof a von nee gutt 
   thar slaughter house five.

mine eyes saw gore...

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Perhaps like a lightning
bolt of clear out of the blue
rigor mortis (tenon and
three decades hence)
two thousand fifty nine if you
count from January 13th 2019, adieu

attest that day 9 months I did brew
in wound (of the late Harriet Harris),
now finds me loved ones
crying boo hoo,
after this...

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You are so beautiful dark on the rich Soil,
Dark and sweet like chocolate,  
Sun shines on your face, 
You remain beautiful dark. 
Sun sets in the evening ,
You remain beautiful dark.

Your skin coulor is natural dark bright, 
Which produces a light that shines hearts of ...

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Love is a collage
Of dreams, unlike a mirage,
Vague, and yet precise...
Even sharing a massage
Done with love, gets enjoyed twice.


(TANKACROSTIC)


5/19/2021


TANKACROSTIC Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich...

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(Idle musings on the facade of Seville Cathedral)

How patiently they suffer, these old saints! 
Their sandstone features, crumbled, vague, 
some noses gone (some medieval ague, 
or Time's cruel drip?) they offer no complaints. 

Stranded seven centuries on this reef, 
they bake, and wait resignedly, begowned,...

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And in the well-worn ache
of turning mourning,
there are no more tears-
for all is beauty-lathed
misery, held unswathed,
without fearing to uptake
hope's new sculpted shape.
A changeling exchanged
while flailing naked
in it's abyssal state.

And wholeness excises, to demean
only fruitless shoots, now seen
to sow what has no further meaning.

And in the...

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An Unlively Very Stiff (upper Lip) Masquerade
(any resemblance between averred one laid
to rest and yours truly...purely coincidental
regarding unnamed person liberated 
into heavenly glade!)

though innocently youthful looking air
at three score year,
or so the trumpeting "FAKE" mirrored reflection
(animated, sans Alexa) programmed tube lear
and spout, one most familiar...

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I  wake up alone

Lying on my bed
On my own
Vague dreams in my head
Engaging ahead.

Yet my love is clear for
Only you, that I adore
Undeniable, indeed....

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Jump Start

Reflective pebbles dash the lost marbles of my kind,
I struggle to get going, almost certainly lost my mind,
An ague aches drawn lines upon a taut canvass,
Sandwich hammed into a figure, I guess you can't understand,
The calamity of breathing, the noises damning man,
Each motion an...

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A ghostly shade of white that cloaks the ground
Of contoured guesswork and ominous mound
With flecks of skyward flakes tossed by the storm 
That frost the gray, obscure the day and change its form
Observed within to look beyond a misted window pane
Into bitter extremities of ague...

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J-ust obey first and never complain, 
U-nder the Lord God's command; 
N-ever express discontent, as you ought to understand. 

A-s you obey first and never complain, 
V-ague longing is left behind; 
E-arly twenty-sixth of May, 
L-earn to open your mind. 
L-et your heart be submissive,...

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