Best Blog Poems

Entering contests isn’t a race
First past the post may not get a place
Don’t make it a mission
To get first position …
Attacking sponsors is a disgrace

Written after reading F J Thomas's blog  AFTERAFFECTS OF HOSTING A CONTEST
30th May 2015...

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The bulldog strolls again, looking for bully butts to bite.
Will all remain quiet or will they scream into the night?
To blog or not to blog, is that now the question?
When does an intelligent comment become a loser’s obsession?

The freedom of speech is a fleeting human...

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I slept with my guitar,    
I guess was inept.
I was not in accord,
my guitar slowly wept

I slept with my piano
—such a torrid tease,
it tinkled with my tuner
and slew me with its keys

I slept with my bassoon,
it ruffled up my hair.
Un fétiche pour...

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(This is a Blog)
          How about a little humor, for we as human beings need it. For it is recorded, that
even God himself winks at this type of ignorance! For we are suffering from our own...

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My two tribute poems- composed to honor this truly gifted
and totally amazingly brilliant poet…

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(1.)

As I Sit Here Chilling On My Front Porch

 
As I sit here chilling on my front porch

Yet still wonderment in this aged soul

Tho' I feel far too fast fading life's torch

Seeking...

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When Yesterday's Ghost Rises From Its Grave,
4th poem, From my blog, A Quartet Of Poems

(4.)
 
When Yesterday's Ghost Rises From Its Grave,
(4th poem, From my blog, A Quartet Of Poems)

When yesterday's ghost rises from its grave
telling your dastardly sins to behave
can that midnight hour your...

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(1.)

Alas! So Shoot Me, I Grieve What Was Lost

 

Alas! So shoot me, I grieve what was lost

Not just youth, but those things Time took away

Within aching heart comes an icy frost

Covering epic pains of such decay!

 

One may ask, how dare I so complain?

Does...

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Dear POETESS' and POETS, This really is not a POEM. I have replyed to all comments on my last Blog and wonder why no one ever reads a blog or a POEM a 2nd time unless its Featured or a Winner in a contest. I...

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The Secret of Christmas

Who could not wish for Christmas?
For I have been witness with my own eyes
I have felt the humanity and joy raining from the skies
I have traveled back in time, long ago
Into a Maronite church
Listening to the language of Jesus
As the choir sings
Children...

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George and his stupid acorns.
He has no sense of boundaries--
danged things falling on my head.
And Celia. She thinks she's all that
with her new clothes: red, yellow,
green, orange. How passe!
And then Baldy, the coward,
so afraid of winter he went stark
naked even before fall started.
And here come...

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I'll have to put off writing my bio because there's something I'd like to ask of you soupers...:)

You might have already seen the notice beneath a few of my recent poems, but I'll post the 
same content here: 

I'd really appreciate it if you could...

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Gaaah! Have I mentioned how much I want to blog these days? :( 

I think I've been on the soup for quite awhile, and I would love to get to know everyone 
more. But it seems like the best way to do that is to...

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(Reviewed by a snooty correspondent)

November dons her coats of warm terries,
tans, a few ochres, but surely not bright.
(Except for sneaky, red-coated berries,
peeking from bushes, agrin with delight.)

November's dress: pretty dull, never shines.
We prefer October's boisterous charm.
Branches bare, it's said limbs often recline;
sunbathe to keep their...

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The day before I posted a picture on my Facebook page that I thought would bring criticism my way. It was the picture fuller sized woman, sitting on a wicker chair. The controversial bit? She was stark naked. The beautiful bit? She was gorgeous….rolls and...

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Brutal barren breach,
Blasphemous beastly backbites,
Bruising blog babble.

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it is haiku but did it in alliteration.....

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