Best Blight Poems

The UK just sanctioned a jab
That scientists made in a lab
My best friend, Maxine
Just had the vaccine 
Which left just a tiny green scab

Her husband was lying in bed
He lay there with eyes full of dread
He didn’t expect
This weird side effect
His wife had just grown...

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Nation’s Damnable Blight

Black slender man, bent twig on the branch of a slave’s family tree,  
Planted in white culture during infamous time of our history, 
From seed transported in the belly of those infernal slave ships.
Bitter tears flowing from his eyes; angry words pouring...

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Beneath the arc of crumbling dusk,
Lisps down the petals of the rose
To crimson-kiss the fountain bowls
Where the champagne faucet flows.
The guests in boarding houses
Felt the smoulder of their bones
Balding walls restricting transit
Behind the mortar work and stones.
And we cried and smiled and cheered
When the anaesthetic...

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NIGHT BLIGHT


I took the sun to bed with me
stayed awake all night
hid the moon beneath my bed
darkened stars in my closet hung

old barn cats wandered blindly
sad owls mumbling “HUH!”
roosters sat in silent scowl
wolves contained their full moon howl

The Wolf man scratched his balding head
Dracula cowered...

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There was a dense fog upon the land
not a fit night for animal nor man...
the moon did change its silvery view 
replacing it now was a blood red hue....

There just beyond thicket of the marsh road
lies the endless tar pits of bubbling black
It has been...

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What makes a man in the face of death
Commits to lead and surrenders breath?

I saw him hanging from a tree 
Not quite Christ, but just the same 
There was an apostophe in that history. 
The people are such a swallow flame; 
When I was young...

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We say the word, “mental”,
like we would spit.
But there are no pills
for waking dreams;
the pills that we 
could only take in dreams
to take us to another place
as yet imagined
as everything the tortured soul
could conjure.
And perhaps we are so strong
the torture 
is our heartbeat.
The waking dreams
like...

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Much As Love And Hope Defeats Blackest Blight

I shall walk from the dark into new light
Much as love and hope defeats blackest blight
So too, may faith in recovery ask
Does not the hero, in great courage bask
To stride a victor over battles fought
A winner, hero, to...

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As each fatigued day culls my nature
Mine mind does Judas thee
And tinker pon the waves of hope
Muted Banshee

My blighted roots once writhed hitherto
Severed from earths comely breast
Mother natures contempt of me
Fair mumsy, she knows best

(Stark)
I adorn no vibrant leaves
Laird, wooden beast
Plucked till I stood bare
No...

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Sandy Blight

D’Lise he was about ole Dirran town,
Back in the early forties,
When Sandy Blight could make you frown,
Interfere with your naughties, …….bad-sex?
When running eyes came shortly,
Yer Eyes were plastered tight..

Fine sandy dust as red as rust,
It blew, came in from Cobar,
The sky was red,
 as...

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Beneath blossoming, neat rows
Spring thoughtfully seeds
Once inchoate, now transformed
Were they visible, naked.

Coaxed or neglected
Into more important things --
Their outgrowth substantial
And beating, alive.

A pounding or downpour, 
The influence prized
Insomuch as it aided
Propagation. Spread.

The seeds, so once tiny,
Their outgrowths majestic.
A flowering of ideas
Sprout from little, buried thoughts.

You...

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stop complaining, re-examine, and start
partaking of
full-fledged
life...

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From His essence I am formed
written there is the knowledge
a knowing of right and wrong
from my birth I innately understand

It is free will that blinds me
free will that clouds my judgement
to the point that I forget
my spirit was formed by His love and light

Parise Pariku
©...

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The railroad tracks pass close to streets
Where residents reside
And from the train, I gazed at views
The windows did provide.

Suburban homes soon segued
Into urban tracks of land
Where population density
Has gained the upper hand.

For every city tree we passed
Had slews of plastic bags
Embedded in its branches
Like a...

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This is a cold I have never felt before
Though I have little flesh exposed,
This must be what she felt that night
Though it is a white morning, the Black 
Consumed her. Just an shadow of where 
She lay on the bed. 

The night arrives faster than...

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