Best Behooving Poems

Am doing a new thing 
A thing that sings a new song 
A song that dongs a new hit 
Am hitting a high note 
Freezes your muscle throat
Whilst behooving to a new quote
Stepping up to mend the broken walks 

A walk into miles of eternity
A...

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Song Bird Sang Soft Sweet Refrain

While we went for ride on a train in Spain,
Single song bird sang a soft, sweet refrain;
We would yearn,
One day to return;
Our soul and spirit forever there did remain.

Jim Horn

Always would make me wonder,
What below earth is down under,
And above...

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Afar from Galilee out of the city of Nazareth traveled Joseph and Mary
Behooving the call of Caesar Augustus’ census decree for the citizenry
Complying did they for the fulfillment of a prophecy held as mystery
David’s City, Bethlehem, headed they for Joseph was of David’s ancestry.

Expectant steward...

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Fingers tapping keyboards 
Producing letters, not sound
No lyrics or music
Just amusement 
Degradation, separation 
Behooving a movement by
standing in line to go 
Around and around 
cul-de-sac concepts;
a cyclic sign of decay
Take a number but realize
Nothing has order because 
it's organized that way
Irony and hypocrisy are sewn
into...

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How You Sould Handle A Scandal

There Are many ways that things can handle;
Be safe, sane and secure  instead of scandal;
Law abide;
Never lied;
Burn away the corruption with lighted candle.

Jim Horn 

A Load of Poems

Poems in my brain had become a load;
That had entered, left and...

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Delightful, spriteful
Whimsical, mightful
Mansical musical flash

Sharing caring
Ever bewaring
Soulful and careful and rash

Bewildered when innocence clashes with power
Unsure the brilliance that sparks what you are
So much to give for so much to desire
Hurricanes threaten to put out the fire

Moving, grooving
Ever behooving
Angry, heroic and bright

Joyful toyful
My what a...

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No Longer Will Attitude

Some time with poets wanted to spare;
What I did to them all was always dare
When God to me had been behooving
Will write more poems that are moving
No longer will attitude be, "I Don't Care."

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn...

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High above us, guarding, looming.
Wild things about them, grooming
The Earth for their fertile graves
In the fires, all-consuming.

Within windows, moms and babes
The crying hushed as storms rage.
Crashing, thrashing for what seems like years.
Each moment suspended, a flash of days.

What lives in a man, only hopes and...

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A troubled youth gone for a year
Far from his family’s allure
For reasons that are still unclear
yet behooving that is for sure.
We hope his stay is suitable
for one so very young as he.
meager details but on the whole
we’re hoping with no guarantees.
A year may not seem...

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When my lover gazed into my tearful eyes
I inhaled her sweet whispering sighs
Felt her warmth against my chest
Then I knew her blessed,
Her loving
Best
Behooving
Me, at her behest,
To bring her to that next crest
With passion we sought the waiting prize
When my lover gazed into my tearful eyes....

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Silhouette 

Dining in a solitary dinner
Sitting uptight
In wanton solace 
Wallowing in despair 
Amidst these flickering shadows 
Behooving a twerking mind
Bemused with the welcoming darkness 
...

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Improving and Behoving

As more poems I write, they are improving;
And for you to read them all I am behooving;
Poems to read;
Fodder to feed;
Provide delightful experience that is moving.

Jim Horn...

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While Waiting Trump Was Hesisatating

He first waited and then had hesitated;
On Trump golden shower was urinated;
He was  behooving;
Experience moving;
Constipated and nothing could be vacated.

Jim Horn...

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Trump Would Slip

Such good looking eyes  with each lip, 
And on myself had to get a great grip, 
While behooving, 
Moment moving;
As usual up again, Trump should slip.

Jim Horn...

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I WILL NOT COME BEFORE YOU CRYING
Acknowledging greeting you a “good morning”
For I am not in mourning
And there’s NO good in morning

In mine pleasantries
It just in awe behooves me
That a daily salutation
In such a decoration

Premotes sadness sorrows
Death of the next hours
Mornings meaning mourning’s
No sadness nor...

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