Best Arraign Poems

Inside a bamboo garden, where I followed a red-crowned crane 
an exotic treasure of another sort held me spellbound 
seated upon the lawn, a courtesan beauty there did reign. 

Guilty, I stood beside a Lychee tree, expectations of arraign 
but she smiled with cherry lips,...

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NO  TEA  PARTY

The lid is rising on the kettle’s song,
Likewise my energy wastes itself in air,
Don’t call me when the tea’s made, I’ll be gone.

I left my true self with your vulgar throng
Now drawn and quartered, they arraign me with a stare,
The lid...

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(Out of Eden IV)

I’m cross as I cross The Cross
And wonder as I wander
My Spirit has rejected the spirit in me
For fear that it’s fare is fair.

The cause of my ‘coarse’, of course
Is as tied, as the tide betides
Fight then the fete of fate with...

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Some master he was grand,
That made flirtations be.
If were she thereof in demand
And adapt into his arms free.

But it was a bother to bore,
Staying private 'twas best.
Wherefore she locked herself indoors
To block out her aggress.

Indoors she would remain,
Forgotten by society.
If aught there one arraign
She'd undergo...

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Can only smoke remain visible to thee?
I arraign the distance carved out in gashes.
Proximity charred me to ashes,
Left me to burn, yet never felt the flame.
One glare from the dazzling dame,
To burn one's own nest, how absurd!
Blazed my heart, that sunbird....

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After a top secret clandestine conclave,
one or more eight Reindeer forsake
played cow word spoilt,
et cetera doe fill full heartbreak,

which Santa Claus immediately claimed
to be “FAKE” and accused (Jake)
i.e. Jacob Marley concocted game over, 
every doe done (possibly really espy
from Charles Dickens renown “A Christmas Carol”

comprised...

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Who are you to have ever claimed loved towards me, 
someone whom you’ve yet even seen..
but a fool you are, if when passing by, obsess and attest
that for me you would die.

But would you forgive me?
My credulity intact…
If I claim without reason to trail away...

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As deft remain, engender all else claim
obedience call so sacred but to twain,
the waterways dividing in remain
and never coinciding with norm's plain!

And so the answer chiding must refrain
while backing not away, impatience name,
the guard rail so defining enters main
the guesswork none exciting, none in vain!

What...

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When gray, we are away
 From light that brightly shines
 As if around under a cloud
 We roam, spirit forlorn.
 Our thoughts turn inward
 And we dwell in a well
 Of self righteous indignation
 Which harrows down to our bone marrow
 And sap our energy...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY…

                   V

If ever I had a country
And if I were the Minister of Justice
I'd keep an open eye on covert fascist lechers
To...

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Eyed in midnight's milieu
mistakes can be illusion, see
like branches of a tree
lop-sided and set free to play.
Settling sides works this way -
all angles on display to those
who wrongly presuppose.
In morning's light, two foes can find
mercy and truth aligned.
Forgiveness of a kind breaks through.

We all know...

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Anger only emotion acts like a Coxswain
In letting one to proceed to detain
One’s personality in public and explain
Debility of his character; and retain
Idiosyncratic nature to volplane
Into darkness, where no restrain
On future works as you be overlain.
Any work small, trivial, tiny or main
Will be spoilt or...

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IF ever I had a country : XXI - XXII

" I will follow that system of regimen which, according to my ability and judgment, I consider for the benefit of my patients, and abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous. I will give no deadly...

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Lunatic’s Song


I think Jesus knows I’m nuts
so why would he arraign me 
in front of all those saints on high 

so sane they’ll never see me 
skipping down the road  at dawn
and not a soul behind me. 

Funnel clouds may tear through hell 
but...

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"Order, Order, All rise"
The voice echoes like an aftermath;
Bringing a chill to the Atmosphere.

As the highest in authority infiltrates the inhabited chambers.
to the commoner, I am known simply as Magistrate or Judge;
To the elite, Adjudicator, Expert Connoisseur.

All walks of life situate themselves before me with...

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