Best Backing Poems

You are at my tail again,
Ready to tug violently the moment I stumble
Ready to commemorate the day when I fall before you as second best

Take the throne,
Let me lie still away from your flames,
Torment me no longer in your bittersweet smiles,
Your hollow praise, and angered...

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Saw it leaving
as vividly near to me
as my own senses were.
Free of curiosity,
It had become
So unpossessive 
Of true poverty

Nothing is lost
To yourself,
which holds all of it for a moment
and lets it go, serenely
without judgment....

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Backing away from a person
Someone I love very much
Wanted to be there always 
Wanted to feel their touch

Backing away letting them do what they feel they must 
Knowing the outcome may turn into dust
Cannot watch them, can not listen to their termoil again 
Cannot help...

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Earth Quaking

He was trying to receive our backing
All of America started ran shaking
Taking our benefits away
Am sure with no delay
Whole earth will be quaking.

Or what's up doc was quacking.  

Jim Horn...

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I woke before dawn, with places to go
My wife wants to ride, but she’s far to slow

I sure hate to leave the number one shopper
For once she gets going, nothing can stop her

But the morning bus runs, in half of an hour 
And I hear...

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Will Not Receive My Backing

Trump will not receive any of my backing,
While from him are receiving a shellacking;
Total trouble make;
Being breath taker;
Sailboat turned over after all of  his tacking.

Jim Horn...

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One more sunset missed,
one more sunrise lost.
The rim of a glass glints less
in an undressed light.

Living between the days
losing yourself in nights dark corridors,
you begin to fade,
to fray at the edge of thought.
Sooner or later
the surface of the world
gets further away from you.

Then by chance...

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paging yard drivers 
hook up and push back- lock in 
I'm ready to load...

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The lonely Angel fought the pangs of hunger,

he has wasted years of blood and sweat in the dark battle,

but he didn’t mind it at all,

God gave him a signal, and he had answered the call.

he would fight for God until the very end,

he was dedicated...

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