Best Aspersions Poems

To be immune from aspersions mean and vile
May assuage our hurt feelings for awhile
But to really uphold the Golden Rule
We must also withhold words harsh and cruel—by poet

In an upside-down world
Where self-victimization
is a realization and hatred lingers, it goes nowhere
May not yet get it, and...

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I commend you, my ethereal love:
you’ve forgotten me so well
My name was written with invisible ink
on your heart
Erase ... evaporate
Our love was steamy mist on the bathroom mirror,
and you took a dry toweled tear and wiped it away
I ask you, were we so easy to...

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A-s-p are three high-functioning letters
And while I imagine that some might do better
  Here are some ways to bring them together

At the start of a word we have aspirin and asparagus
Not to mention aspartame, aspects, and aspersions
Then there's aspire, aspirations, and asperity
  And...

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A hummingbird hovers outside my window
Admiring itself in the reflection
I see its colors shine in the morning sun 
Almost hypnotizing 
 
Staring, I wonder if it sees me
Alone behind dusty mini-blinds
Vertical slices of faux wood
Narrowly showing the world beyond
 
I should smile at this “precious”...

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Oh, for a poem to stir men's souls
   to remove pseudo-shackles, to set new goals

Oh, for a lyric to move folks to cheer
   to cast off aspersions, to eliminate fear

Oh, for a rhyme enabling spirits to climb
   to soar...

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I've roamed the halls of Poetry Soup for nearly nine years
and had lots of ups and downs, cried happy and sad tears
Some poets are super duper people that I call my 'friends'
There are some snoopers who have need to make amends

Soupers are a varied lot...

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Sorry ,
My friend and confident of days old

Do not fret
Regret is wasted until the cost is met

I still hold you in high regard 
I still remember you covered in your mothers make-up 
And sitting on the naughty step

Until 
Fame and success took hold of you

Before

Everybody...

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"Books and Covers"



"Books and Covers"

"Covers and Books"

"Stories and Lovers"

"Lovers and Stories"

"Some Time It Took"

"Spinning Wheels Spinning"

"Needles Pricking Thumbs"

"Agatha and Daphne"

"Danvers is Rebecca's Mum"

"Casting Fishing Hooks and Aspersions"

"Bewitching Hour"

"Drinking Potions of Lovespell's Nasturtiums"

"Lost Love Woods" 

"Hidden Powers"

"Wolves Walking Through Mirrors"

"Poison and Plumbs"

"Speaking in Tongues"

"Let This Not...

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M isemployments historically abound,
I nterestingly enough, where no politicians are found.
S light of hand and twist of fact,
E nergies are wasted on the wrong tract.
M ost often there’s an underlying cause,
P reaching its’ worth won’t get any applause.
L essining the risk has no economic appeal,
O...

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Let’s say the number 1
iconically speaks in Left-Yang Universal Language,
root of ecosystemetrics,

while PlaceHolder (0)
bicamerally dreams in Right-YinDiPolar ReGenerative PolyCultural Action,
health-flow of autonomic, enthymematic thought and awareness
influenced by feelings of EarthCentric  BiCameral Consciousness
as Plan A,
so number 1 is actually each Ego’s Plan B holon of...

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'TIS POWER, TO THE PEN OF THOUGHTS TO WRITE

   FOR WORDS OFT' TIME SPOKEN ARE ON A FLIGHT

   TO A NOWHERE LAND AND THEN LOST IN THE MISTS OF TIME

   BUT PENNED, NOW THOSE WORDS ARE IMMORTALIZED

  ...

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I AM A COACH OF A LITTLE LEAGUE TEAM,
THEY'RE YOUNG, AND THEY'RE SMALL AND THEY STILL HAVE A DREAM.
I AM THE COACH, NO NOT THE BEST IN THE LAND,
YES, I AM THE COACH; I'M NOT IN THE STAND.

I AM THE COACH OF ALL VICTORIES,
IF WE...

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Glow


Surge of expectations are emerging out
Democracy you developed I believe that
Civilization to civilization might be differed culture
Opinions, creed, beliefs manner disciplines other hurdles

These days everywhere bugle of people 
Ranting chanting dancing demo for the cracy wanting
Not caring the shoots of heated guns
Many died with the...

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Limerick: Once a mincing Mrs. from Mississippi

Once a mincing Mrs. from Mississippi*
Went to a bank for a fiddle-d-dee
But her girdle got stuck
And the “SS” came unstuck
That’s why Missis ends as a double P..

*No aspersions cast on Mississippians here;
the term refers to the Paleozoic era in...

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Ram followed “Indian Giver” as poet
By entering a poem in contest
Results declared by sponsor
He was not a winner
Took back his poem from the contest.

Sponsor wrote don’t mind withdrawal
I have used your poem after all.
Thanks for your entry
Help complete registry
Good luck to use it for other...

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