Best Apposed Poems

This story  tells the reality of the Ukrainian, Russian war. Not all Russian Soldiers want to be there but are forced by their Russian Commanders to fight. This is such a story, the ending will leave you speechless.
 Alexander like many Russian Soldiers hide...

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To fellow young Eagles,
At poetry soup,

Such a confound,
The pull down,
Once an Eagle gets off the ground,
Flying I guess prohibited,
Once exhibited,

Good advice to fly,
Remove sty from eye,
For will pull us all down,
Before out love is wound,

To fly safe and sound,
May we all wind, love on level...

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If I were Poor would You still reach for Me?
Would You offer Me Your Hand to hold?
Would You Heal Me as this unfolds?
Would You offer Me a bath and cleanse Me?
Would You defend Me from Meanness as We see?
If I were Poor would You still...

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I will start with using my hand as a guide
And in the end I will open my eyes that I will decide

I consider to do this with one thing in mind
I will close my eyes and will imagine it blind
With no colors or fractionation of...

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ENTRENCHED TIME (IS) EMBEDDED NOW!

Procreate and multiply for generations and generations to come.
Expand the universe to the knowledge known.
The knowledge of life formed through the portends of a greater source that presages.
Entrenched is time.
The norms of God are not a postulated form.
Simplicity is that we...

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Upon a time, a story once composed.
Across the pages dancing letters waltz.
Met eyes. Together, him and her apposed. 
The villain, against them, inflict assaults. 
It leaves us guessing, due to twists and turns.
However, does the hero save the girl?
Distressing times until the girl returns.
A fight...

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"The Parnassian Hand" - A Poem by David Hart
Five fingers hover over black print
Apposed on a white sheet.

Tan flesh, short cropped nails and
Overlapping cuticles--an old hand--
A buxom hand--a hand delighted to treat.

Words, numerously luxuriate on holey
Crimpled sheets.

Words astonishing and boon
Words effulgent and true

To arrange? ...

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For a long time, I dreamed
Of a place where fairies doth sing
Heaven perhaps or a never before seen sight 
Filled with love and celestial lights
Where I can see the Aurora in the twilight
or witness an angel living in disguise 


Oh, the beauty and passion of...

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Oh how I now wish

I was 17 odd year's old

Not because I want to be young again

Or a wistful longing to relive my youth

But rather because I at that point had
the brain capacity attention span and
intellect of a pea

Which upon reflection is the best way
to...

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Both as Crass and as Callas

As it is to admit openly out loud

I find myself recently trying to reconcile

Why it is I sorely miss much more

Not those amongst us currently here
living I beside

But those who have both sadly moved
and been passed on

I wonder if it...

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I one day encountering a 
blooming rose

Witnessing it's pollen being suckled 
upon

By a common worker bee

I pondered what common
threads weave a webb

Was he or i in fact really
that different or both similarly 
and familiarity in reverse 

He a bee working in order of
servicing a queen...

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In line formation with a quaint response formidable

Contempo
Chase the wind in cinder appeal apposed to action
The make believe pen on a blade of steel
Choices being made having great response played

Marked on its torn blotted page,

The call of the wild a little child
Looking after storm clouds...

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searching for words in continuum of
incompleteness, it was a trickle at first, then
a free fall, cerebral fury: I am becoming expansive,
so apposed to verbatim of shrieks, only

in whispers I will talk to delphiniums,
I would walk inside the time capsule, come
and sit besides me for a...

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Here's a little teaser I pose. A simple answer will do! 

When two lines are juxtaposed,
it must be supposed, they are apposed, 
so never meet face to face. 

But when contiguous lines cross,
will it cause chaos, if they come across
each other in the vastness of...

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Being and knowing the vast difference
between what I know and think I am

I can quite honestly say this about and
in regards to myself

When it comes to culture and the fineries
of all life has on offer

One day I should most definitely find the
time to take in

An...

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