Best At Loggerheads Poems

Being human there is the stronger urge
That inborn desire towards good
Or the diversion towards badness
Our innate inborn capacity for good
Equals our divergence towards badness 

The Lord searches the souls of men
Examining intent and purpose
Man is mostly inclined towards evil
No one is good except the father
Not...

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How was it that I knew so little?
Your constant admonishments seemed so brittle.
But, as time progressed from day to day
I began to realize, that was just your way.

You taught me things I knew not
and in all the years, it was a lot.
Naivete' was my strong...

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me and my bicycle
are in  a ***** relation 
at least in the state of running
at high speed it keeps balance 
but off balance my life  becomes 
while I drive  at low speed 

me and my life 
now at loggerheads 
at least in...

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The World has been playing a game
Oh what a shame
The world has been playing a game
This is insane
Leaders come and leaders go
Leaving me to continue the show
Leaders come and leaders go
Repeating the show of long ago
Many have no imminent plans
Others are in it to suck...

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This house
older 
than the cave man
gave shelter
to five generations
of loggerheads
confederate dudes
with mustaches
out of frame

Under the staircase
the skeleton
of another Scarlet
with the skull
riddled from bullets
because she went
with the handsome miller
next door

A case for CSI
Cold case
FBI
instead
outside
the demolition 
crew
and the antiquary
of course
a jew......

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It saddens me...

       Seeing folks who once stood so tall;
        Still towering giants in our society.
        I speak of heroes who shed blood,
  ...

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Twosome at loggerheads.
            Tempers flare now and then!
      The referee nowhere...

 To be found; good heavens!
             ...

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I lie on a giant rock in the middle of the river bed
staring at the tree without a head
Dry stump shooting above me
Inviting one another into  their bed
Their nude bodies pressing against each other
hugging and kissing one another
They stand side by side on the...

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Our love is so real,
yet,we can`t be together,
Silly tradition...
Families at loggerheads,
how can love be so painful?

Past haunts the present,
but our love is unshaken,
despite parents row,
We`re ready to break this seal
and remain close til death parts...




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I gently beckon inspiration
for dalliance with mother tongue
English Language, each
singular lettered manifestation
familiar to yours truly symbolized
by panoply, sans twenty six letters,

whereby this patient scrivener
luxuriates, when writer's block
yields sudden gush,
nee burst of creativity
dissolving impenetrable wall
mental log jammed impasse,

discourages literary ambitions
dashed exerted forcefulness
'pon cerebral terra incognita
counterproductive grip...

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The Middle Eastern watch
As the Zionist regime tries
To assert its territorial area

Territorial integrity now threatened
They unleash terror on their enemies
Its called the holy land but why now
In the name of all that's sacred and holy
The continuous strife and endless wars

They talk of Abrahamic faiths at...

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Leatherback, murray river, matama
Hawksbill, common musk and spiny soft shell.
Loggerhead, Atlantic green, alligator snapping
Turtles are we, in every country we dwell.

The largest sea turtle reaches eight hundred pounds.
A leatherback whose love for jellyfish abounds.
Alligator snapping is one fourth of leatherback’s weight
Uses pink fleshy flap of...

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Mates at loggerheads to blow the intensity
a spirited fight from determined hearts quite quarrelsome
there’s always a plan, a track to follow
dying minutes give both sides reasons to fluster
one is exalted, the other temporarily doomed
trounced is the confidence, the most affected victim
the battle was destined the...

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Alone in the dark
Daydreaming about what was once mine
Eternal flames dancing about like a lark
Killing my sorrow in bottles of wine
Up until that night
Nothing – and I mean nothing ever
Left me in such a state of fright
Except for that fateful day last year in November
Arriving...

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Ideally yours truly prefers 
a she/her who never got prosecuted for a felon, 
yet who most deaf fin knit lee  
possesses sound blinding killer instincts
think miracle worker Anne Sullivan
signifying rendering phenomenal success 
with one female named re: amazing Helen
exhibiting discerning admirable qualities
constituting intelligent witty...

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