Best Blot Poems

POTW 1 Oct 2018

Gossip about her
swept the school yard through
“Hey if you’ve got what it takes 
There’s this girl named Sue
For a pack of smokes
or...

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God Stands

When dust and time blot out my name;
And I rise to unknown strands,
And the whole world melts with fervent heat.
God Stands!

When the planets cease...

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A melancholy sky spreads feathery clouds 

bound together like a down duvet 

sending tiny frozen flakes

drifting to the ground

as puffs of

snow

that flutter

and blot out the...

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I stand upon the pier
Watching the roaring waves
Crash on the hard dark rocks below.
 
The sky is overcast
Electricity is in the air
And rain is not...

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Our parents chose to join a cult

Nobody asked us

We went along with what they chose

Too small to make a fuss

Indoctrinated,we believed

This life was the norm,

We...

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Inside a temple Jean sits quietly,
clothed in radiant white from head to feet,
soft pale hands and a Bible on one knee;
a smile she beams on...

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Over The Horizon, Dedicated To Andrea

Beyond normal sight and imagination
Tho' perhaps a dear new sensation.
Hidden rainbows kiss blue skies
shall we issue cries?
Love begs not
Lies
to thus...

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Far, far out at sea one day
          A Hummingbird so found its way
   ...

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My lazy muse went wandering around
When fallen into my knees, I astound
A cute lady like a coloured teardrop
Fallen from heaven an angel's eye drop.

She sat...

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~ink blot~


















   a scribble 
   would imply
   my pen could move


***...

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Here I go again, focused on myself.
Remembering, analyzing,
Memorializing tragedy.
Thinking, endless thinking.
Suicides, death of grandmas, past loves.
Pining about passions and losses.
The condo I had to let...

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while...

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This poison paint colors my canvas
Indelible, it will not depart
Painted this masterwork is on my surface
Loathsome canvas!
Wicked art!
A masterpiece you work
Varnished transgressions that can not...

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on that bitter, wet, dark winter’s day
the storm that hit seemed slow to pass
it turned the whites of waves to grey
then threw life's teardrops at...

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