Best Aids Poems

Daddy

Daddy, why did you go away?
Don't you know I wanted you to stay!

Daddy, when you left mom,
Don't you know you left me too?
Now all I...

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I've grown a bit slower, I've grown a bit fatter,
  my mission each hour: relieving my bladder.
When I was a youngster, I had no...

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What men want
Pretty, dangerous things
Things that smell sweet
Things that bite
Things that quicken their hearts
They think that’s what they want 
Until they don’t
Until they lose what...

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Always Prepared

Ready 
Freddy

The Untamed

Feral
Ferril

What’s in Frankie’s Pockets?

Frankie’s
hankies

Patriotic Guy

Yankee
Frankie

Of the highest Quality

Fraser’s
razors

Small Eater

Grazer
Frazer

The Warlock

Pagan
Fagin

The Brilliant One

Star Glow
Fargo

Something’s About to Happen to Him

Herald
Gerald

Poet

The bard
Gerard

The Mimic

Parrot
Garret

Who Needs Pudding...

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I am a white, middle class, American male; raised in a white, middle class American home.  I would not say that my upbringing included...

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For good, the Druid woods claimed this girl child for its own;
nymphs named the silk-skinned, raven-black of her, Fianna.
This night, she’s hurt hunting demons in...

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We loved the lollipops, cracker jacks, and Holloway candy sticks.               ...

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I could not write poetry
till I was brain damaged
a life of shame, abuse
no good to anyone, oh yes and of no use
hiding behind the dark...

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This is for all the mothers,
Who grace this poetry site.
They bring beauty to the world,
With love, peace, and delight.

They have served many meals,
With their compassionate...

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spring
showers
sings in her
mellifluous
voice on the roof tops
aids the new birth
with sunshine's
gentle
love

 © Harry J Horsman 2022...

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Gradually life became about survival 
suddenly my friends became my rivals
don’t see them now, think they’re my enemies?
That they'll never be, they’re treasured memories.

Would I...

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Actions Speak Louder Than Words


Actions versus words
Actions speak louder
Louder is figurative
Louder is expressive
Figurative language is effective
Figurative does not truly speak
Effective is deeply important
Effective is walking...

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A vision of humanity, a world without brutality, a beautiful fantasy, not a reality.
A vision of a world where the truth isn’t ignored and everyone...

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He sat there in his fav'rite chair, a blanket 'cross his lap 
And covering his snow white hair was his old fishing cap. 
I knew...

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Mother Teresa
She is the mother of every poor people, injured people, ordinary people...

Always we remember the great news
'Mother Teresa will get the Nobel Peace Prize.'
It...

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