Best Anarchic Poems

Written: January 08, 2024 For Tania Kitchin Contest
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A storm swirls, hurling hail and snow,
In the bosom of winter, icy storms grow.
A scene that is both anarchic and grand,
A snowstorm, a shunned marvel of...

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The night like clouded charcoal scorched,
A sea of trees with starlight torched.
A night where laws are sound asleep,
Anarchic prayers running deep.

Alone I hear the wretched screams
Of screeching trees... or so it seems.
The cries protract into the air,
Without a sound they disappear.

The shrieks have bartered now...

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Financiers feel superior to farmers
and pundits have it over poets.
All to the good because if you think America's
doing just fine, don't skip to the poetry reviews.
Our enemies are barbarous, our allies duplicitous
but our smart bombs are smart - that's how they found you.

Dad said all...

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I love living in the Arctic
The cold I find so cathartic
But you must beware
I'm bi-polar bear
If crossed I can be anarchic

I'm really a huge white bi-polar bear
You can take my photograph, laugh and stare
But if you come too near
You'll have reason to fear
If I'm in...

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What a city I murmur to myself looking at its map.
We approached the city known as Dis,
with its vast army and its burdened citizens.
At last we reached the moats
dug deep around the dismal city.
What destroys the poetry of a city?
Automobiles destroy it,
and they destroy more...

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ADRIFT
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Swallowed by waves
Intensely waged in war
A mariner swims seized
In anarchic zones

Colliding crests of clear 
Currents clash/clutch
Shifting and drifting it 
Further from shallow
Fluidic floors

Lingering lured beneath 
Deep aqueous lands
He swims sedate a
Straight stroking lap 

Embarked on his quests 
To cults of creatures as featured 
Foreshadowed and...

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I am a wolf lover
I am simply an observer from afar
I looked up at the moon
Imagining your howling to keep me attuned

Moon is your vision in howling message
Vikings always wore your skin at winter’s rage
Blood was taken to compensate for lost courage in the battle
They...

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I prefer crazed blue eyes
How  they
Magnetize
The ache 
I have
To make your insanity 
My own

I prefer crazed blue eyes
Won’t
Apologize
How I take 
Your flesh
And make your absurdity
My home

I prefer crazed blue eyes
Don’t you
Realize?
Nutcase
Lover 
Wackity wack wackify 
My soul

Let me look into your 
Anarchic mind
Transfixed by those...

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cancer is a crab we die from too
anarchy of criminal cells ineffective
policing of the immune force dwindle
we eat poison and drink fluoride
without our consent  we are helpless
we dont prevent or even unaware
years of anarchic cells uncontrolled proliferation
a lump here a bump there
blood from the...

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BI-POLAR BEAR COLLABORATION WITH JAN ALLISON


I love living in the Arctic
The cold I find so cathartic
But you must beware
I'm bi-polar bear
If crossed I can be anarchic

I'm really a huge white bi-polar bear
You can take my photograph, laugh and stare
But if you come too near
You'll have...

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Stacked with books, assiduity elsewhere
Exams knocking at hand
Yet the Friday get-go
And final cut buff. 

Night at sea and morning sloth
The evening prowl and buddy talkies
Escaped tuition and soul mate bask
Brainsick few moments
Ended with a break up.
Hearsays then bared
Eyes filled up and a hebdomad hush.

So called...

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An iridescent celestial being 
Anarchic yet effervescent adolescent 
Frolicking freely in the omnipresent forest, 
Like a breeze through the leaves. 
Barefoot & star gazing — native & trail blazing.
Like a clever, fearless fairy exploring the faraway night sky,
I am the fantastic bit of magic on...

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A granny in a brightly lit flower frock is neither a spinning wheel or a basket of multi coloured wools. Multi coloured wools are very very useful indeed for wool wafts wonderful warmth. And warmth is great when cold so never mind the harness in...

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To Sleep


     As relentless day slips into the night,

     Uninvited shadows from darkness creep,

     And in the quiet evening’s failing light
 
     Elusive Hypnos’ drugged captives sleep,

  ...

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RECIPE: “Poulet Roti” French Style – Le Chant Royal (Instalment 3)

(Note: Rhyme scheme of “Le Chant Royal” where capital “E“stands for refrain, thus – Stanza: ababccddedE, Envoi: ddedE) 

STANZA  II

Cut the hot-water supply, make chicken freeze
Tear up the electric connections, the telephone
Ensure chicken swallows...

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