Best Bev Poems

LOVE ANGER DEATH AND GUILT 

Blog was A young girl who was 
Still at school
Everyone loved Blog, she
Was nobody’s fool,
In fact her peers regarded as really cool.
She was determined to learn,
Her mom an alcoholic and her dad
Hooked on drugs,
She was determined to take a stern
Turn...

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She searches  through his remnants
Trying to find her broken pieces
Had she been important to him?
She finds a single piece of yellowed paper
Her name written in his elegant hand
Those hands that had held her once
Strong hands
She had felt safe in those hands
Unaware of his weakness,
his...

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by:  Eric L. Boddie
"A History Of..."

As it has come to be
Foundations of slavery define my destiny
Relentless jealousy continues our oppression
Only the Black American is subject to such obsession

African American, naw, I prefer black myself
Me being a native to America ever since my first breath
Every...

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Poetry Soup Hero's

Poets with golden ink and pens 
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement  and compliments 
Small act of caring all which has the potential to turn a life around

Peter Duggan
Vera Duggan
Michael Tor
Demetrios Trifiatis 
Broken Wings
Andrea Dietrich
Carrie Richards
nette...

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Have you heard of Bev Smith quite new to the Soup
When reviewing my poetry she's always so cute 
Quick with the praise
Sets my heart all ablaze
Dear Bev always makes me as happy as poop!

© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Battle of the Sexes??

Amorphous metrosexuals haggling over who’s going to hold the bags.


Sight seeing

Never ask directions of a man standing naked in a kayak


Hick up

Whiskey never asks permission of the permissive.


So sew

Thirty-three thimbles teetered on the table top.


Knothead

He drove the nail from one side of...

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before I start please allow me to say
that if you don't see your name, please have no dismay
but I just had to write it this way....
everyone here is inspiring....at least to me....

"Poetry Souper Heroes"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

If only Dr. Upma A. Sharma had seen
That...

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If you were here,
This is what I would do.
Hold you very near,knowing you would like to.

If you were here
This is what I would say,
I would whisper in your ear.

I love you every day
If you were here
This is how I would feel
My eyes will fill of...

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Mother died
the day you were born
With tears of joy 
in her eyes,
her last breath was womb torn
A forty year journey    ending prematurely

Your first breaths of life,
tiny infant cries,
were swaddled in innocence
Yet to experience the vast vale of guilt tears,
	which would come
hereafter, every...

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Oh guide us eagle spirit
towards our newborn spring
Lend your wings for our safe 
passage, your voice we'll 
follow as you sing

From your birdseye view, our 
food and shelter we will gain
over mountains through our valley's
your wings beat loudly on the plain

Shadow us from danger, give...

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Roads and Romans 

Poem 1     Roads
Poem 2     Romans

 
Two poems by Bev Smith and Arthur Vaso

Form: Double Inverted Verse

Please read the poem “Roads” by Bev Smith first!
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/roads_672480

In fact the best way to read these poems are side...

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(Quatorzain)

Outside my window          The earth shakes.
Loud roars of thunder crash as the lightening blinds my vision;
Nordic Gods warring in the darkened sky     outside my window.

Outside my window     ...

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Dismantling Dysphoria -New blood synthesis


All colours evaporated, vitality ceased
Deep agony! Topsy-turvy my life turned 
An inferno of grief engulfed my heart
Surged to the top, pain of bereavement
No panacea, no potions to douse...
Alone she left me n' set sail to heavenly abode.
My life, my wife, my...

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If love is just a game we need a referee
If SEX is just a game I want instant replay
She stole my heart and as a result, I became a heartless person
SO, when I asked her to have a heart she said “Heck no, I already...

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1. How can we wear jeans to cover our skin, if our skin is made of genes?

2. If football is played with the hands is handball played with the feet?

3. Poetry and Gymnastics are holding hands because they are head over heels in love.

4. Sunsets...

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