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Premium Member Like Violins In a Marching Band
I hear them on the television,
like I have a choice,
that's flat-out all they show these days:
Politicians
with their elucidations
tangled as Grandma's yarn.
Honest Joe, explicating why I'm beggared;
"It's your own fault, my good friends,
frankly, we need bold solutions"
they boom; 
then hike the price of gas.
And the voices...

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Categories: beggared, political,
Form: Free verse
Bereft
And ever above,
clouds of sorrow
assemble in thunderous ranks:
a surfeit of threat
and gloom.

And ever below,
unhappy footsteps
surrender rhythm
to unyielding pavement—
against a gray and endless plain.

Who but a fool
dreams that sorrow
can be bartered
for kindness and love?
The beggared soul abides.

And, in his eyes,
the ashen world
grows, blurs and overflows
to run...

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Categories: beggared, lonely, rain,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Making Him Jealous
MAKING HIM JEALOUS


Five lovers have I, nimble servants each
One comes to me in ardour where I teach

One comes in curiosity attired
And only leaves when senses all are fired

One comes in blossom with fidelity
He leaves behind a bird’s nest in my tree

One comes to worship at...

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Categories: beggared, love,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



The Honky-Tonk Ghost, Part I
Janet went down to the honky-tonk
for some line-dancing and some beer,
down to a joint called ‘Edna Mae’s,’
she always had a good time here.
Old Edna, tattooed, worked the bar,
three bikers player pool, one guy scarred,
a country band played Hank up front,
soon her first beer Janet had...

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Categories: beggared, dance, jealousy, loss, lust,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Searching For Julia
Sandburg saw you
more than a century ago
in prairie-town Galesburg -
an old lady on the porch - 
unbothered by the whooping cries
of ball-playing boys.

Strangely, you had become a missing piece
in the jigsaw puzzle of my life
and I found myself on a quest to find you.

A caption...

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Categories: beggared, dedication, poets, woman,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Never Remember
(Author's note: It has come to my attention that the U.K. has decided to eliminate Holocaust 
education from its curricula, on the grounds it may "offend" some groups)

So, for fear it may offend,
The truth is to be turned without the door
Beggared for its embarrassments,
By force...

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Categories: beggared, angst, death, political, truth,
Form: Rhyme



Time's Scribe
by Michaelw1two

Mind’s deep permits, darkness’ caverns crave, I beseech of thee
 one light defined in candled flame hides in that blue
 profound indeed these depths despair; oh savage light, make bright
 release these binds, of mind, of heart, of soul cleared true
 substance beret, of...

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Categories: beggared, memory,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Suddenly Swans
‘One more job and then I am going to Panama and watch the canal in the sun’
John’s trust funds had not done so well lately and pension age approached fast
‘They ripped me off once more and I need my share of well-deserved freedom’
Justice beggared belief...

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Categories: beggared, farewell,
Form: Free verse
Amaya
Your walk away into the echoing stillness
Of a crimson autumn sunset
Gently stepping over the leaf-strewn forest floor
As withered leaves under your feet
Bid you soft and gentle adieu.

The wild blossoms by your wayside smile
And lend you their fresh virgin fragrance
Or perhaps they borrow some from you
I...

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Categories: beggared, loneliness, longing, love,
Form: Free verse
Matty Mattel Doll Circa Mcmlxv
(alternately titled: idolizing childhood's end
today April 25th, 2021
generates elusive warm treasured memories).

Akin to significance my eldest sister
felt toward her “Willies” –
(totally tubular fuzzy bendable contrivances
analogous to an outsize pipe cleaner)
until she became a tweener
my Matty Mattel Doll (circa mid 1960's) 
meant the webbed wide world...

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Categories: beggared, 1st grade, age, best
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Through the Keyhole
She, there drawn, but not for sleep
          Daubed in guile, the heartless weep
               Cold, the secrets sheets thus keep
   ...

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Categories: beggared, analogy, betrayal, change, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Unscrewed
Unscrewed

She led me upstairs where I’d sample her wares
For a fee we had negotiated
She looked pretty stunning, my heart it was gunning
I longed for my lust to be sated

She sat on her bed and she patted her head
And that’s when she took off her wig
Still...

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Categories: beggared, desire, funny, lust,
Form: Rhyme
In the Hour of My Night
Steel kiss from phantom blades abounding,
Adagios anguished, lick, resounding,
Fierce hammers rage, in Darkness pounding-
In the hour of my night.

My beggared soul to grim remand,
Nestles deep 'neath an ebon sand,
Where gaunt and ghostly jackals stand-
In the hour of my night.

With chaliced draught of Desolation,
Toasting Twilight's coronation,
Embraced!...

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Categories: beggared, depression, introspection, loss,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The River's Course
Thrash without mercy or conscious intent
	the torrent rages past consciousness
		streaming debris beggared by the breeze
			moving life’s with fullness and ease
Governing the listless, the lingerers lost
	moving the precious along with the dross
	hammering the fragile
soothing the source
profoundly
continuing
an 
unending course....

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Categories: beggared, adventure, introspection, nature, philosophy
Form: Shape
A Muse's Mini-Acrostics
Broken... 
Eagerly Erased
Vaguely Visiting Vitality
Encouraged Earlier Evenings End
Remained Ravishing Reality
Lifelessly Lurking
Yearning...
 
Beggared
Excessively,
Varied 
Extensively;
Reasons?  
Loving/Losing 
You
At Nearabouts Now
Jokingly Obtain Neglect; 
Expurgating Self

...breathless
elatedness,
—VANISHING—
—ESCAPING—
...resoundingly
lovable
yore.

Been catching myself, staring off in distance;
Engulfed by the sorrow—forever haunted...
Validate; all my failures and flaws again—
Eerily similar to who came before—
Reflect upon little...

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Categories: beggared, for her, muse,
Form: Acrostic

Book: Reflection on the Important Things