Best Blighting Poems

I saw a sundrop in a field,
a daffodil to be exact,
stand brave upon the snow-filled tract.

In blighting cold it would not yield;
long since its fellows disappeared
to that one spot it still adhered,

though flurries did the winter wield.
The autumn did its namesakes in
before the hoarfrost could...

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I go by myself walking
I hear myself talking;
Then as I deliberate
On the direction of fate
That leaves me so anxious
With illusions atrocious
Invading my privacy
With the blight of absurdity.
They come there unbidden
Like troubles forbidden;
Showing their faces
In my secret places;
Peevish and fractious
Mindless and anxious
Blighting the laughter
With deeds that...

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Unspoken words hang in the stillness of unmindful space,
  like a touch never to be felt
    A sight never to be seen
      A curl of smoke dissipating
         

A...

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She'd had her round in Life's blighting furnace,
Where stealthy wear and age blurred her face.
Dents shot where dreamy dimples had grown,
Lightning smiles usurped by involuntary frown.  

In her livelier turns by Midas' glowing shores,
She galloped and gleamed like grated brass. 
Time’s grim cankers fell...

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Them that never cease to claim
Everything that’s ours is theirs.
They take our lands,
They spill our blood;
Our children are consumed by lust.
The future, but a toxic mix:
Ancestors lived and died for this?
This legacy, blighting as a spell;
Contaminating, burns a living-hell.
Who is man and who is beast
When...

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My fingers feverishly racing over the keys,
Searching for the words…the right words
To express in verse my embattled pleas
On behalf of endangered animals and birds.

I was moved to adopt their cause of late
My fingers feverishly racing over the keys,
Recalling the awful fate of Arctic baby seals
Watching...

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The SunGod of ReGenerative NOWtime
is not a jealous lover.
S/he is an omnipotently bilateral lover of integrity,
revolving spirals of Earth's multicultural confluence,
abundant divinely humane polyculturing climax landscapes 
co-arising lovely diversely healthy subclimates,
our promise and endowment 
for future regenerations.

The chronic anxieties of lesser idols
speak through cognitive-affective dissonance,
unfolding...

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Once upon an evolving time
we were a great first nation,
or second nation,
depending on your historical perspective,
but definitely not a third nation
although some cooperative economists
thought we might be competing ourselves
in that over-invested and ego-inflationary direction.

This first and second nation
had grown tired of electing puppy dogs,
with bought...

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Smooth, effervescent glowing skin
Free of blemish and blighting toxin
Undulating curves of glossy satin
Red cloak shrouds comely Saracen

At the core a being of fibrous substance
From stem to sternum burgeoning affluence
Delicately woven fabric with scintillating elegance
At close quarters emanating a sweet fragrance.

A free-flowing stem signaled detachment
A stalky...

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As I stood before the porcelaneous basin,
And streamed into its already uric and xanthous-stained depths,
A stain, a sight and a liquid yet yellower and more urinary;
And as cloudiness, not of mind, but of that which is uric attended the 
Deposition, a thought occurred unto me,...

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i am lonely..
forsaken neglected and unloved...
unspoken unseen and left out..
the whispers of depression..
the sights of stress..
believe me... listen to me..
i am dying slowly...
sun rises in the morning..
blighting up the new day..
yet i feel its the darkness..
that i feel everyday around me
lips are stiffen..
smiles are blocked..
eyes...

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Carolyn, not the throne blighting enigma
But she who carries a name like a country
From that warm Devonshire persona
Tolled it from the multicultural bell of history
And I today see the end
Not from Mayan Calender or prophets' plight
How our time has warped and bend
How spotted is the...

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burnished band expands
parabola descending
blighting gray shutters...

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For the tearless beauty blue of eyes I
Could not but tell you where my strength lies. Black
Sheep of black paradise, I can’t defy
The seduction that promised what I lack
In my anomie state: your white breast drips
Onto my tortured lips, my tongue sips
Every strand of love...

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burrowing critter
burnished red veiled cloak
blanching blighting winds...

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