Best Blunted Poems

Long gone are the golden
Dusty days!
Where once, like Blazons
On Armorial Shields,
The gathered bronze sheaths 
stood -
Cut through at the stalk...
Raised from time honoured
swathes.

Burnished like brushed copper
By high summers slanted rays:
That were sliced so thinly 
From the thickening air,
As they brightly 
Caught the hot glare,
From the...

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Yer briny whore
akin to boar
wit' mangy hide 'n scurvy-pocked
chomped 'n chewed
me black 'n blue
wit' carnassial chompers as of croc

Be curs'd, yer nit  
me ample bits
equated ter yer own be nowt 
yerz be carnivorous  
scaly 'n scabrous
yer plaque be axed ter beef up grout

Uncomely...

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I see phantasms floating through the billowing early morning mist
where I stand alone by the black water as its ever 
probing tongue licks gently at the granite rocks that line the shore.
Like stone sentinels the fog creates images of snow leopards that seem to stalk...

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friendship - we have chased that apparition, endlessly,

          but it's elusive spirit - always beyond our fingers' reach.

resentment, disappointment, heads thumped in anger,

             ...

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Upon the lakes they do swim gliding so effortlessly   
These species of graceful waterfowl the largest of anatidae family
In their beautiful pure white plumage with elegant long curved necks
Blunted beaks and big webbed feet living together by water's edge    ...

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We were born as one of eight,
As always said last in first out,
Some of us unfortunately late,
To be found out what this is all about.

Through as seed to eyes wide,
Reflections of our guardians past,
Our lifes path determined for the ride,
On us as punishment did last.

Running...

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The child, now sleeping, loudly snores.
The nightlight shines there on the wall.
If you could peer under the door,
The sight awaiting would enthrall:
It seems the toys have come to life!

They are engaged in no mere game:
A toyland battle to the death!
The superheroes are to blame;
The men...

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Not by chance do I find myself
Awake in the dead of night; caught by fright.
The stinging pangs of a grace far from touch.
Are you real? Why such longing?
How and why do you make my heart sing so loud?

God I love you, want you and feel...

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Rhyme:         AABB
Rhythm:        Trochaic tetrameter. i.e.,                         ...

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Im half awake, and glaring at the sunrise
distant brilliance slowly eating at my dry eyes
squinted to best witness the aureate Apollo
refract off blades soaked through with dew
heaven's first blush, midsummer quiet, and coffee scent
cast clarity, light unveiling the burden
weighing down on every living being
clearest with...

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Ferret Legging
You never know what you’ll find on the net
Nothing much surprises me there and yet
I found a sport that takes no native skill
Just a strong pair of pants and a real strong will
Competitors’ trousers are tied neath their shin
Before two ferrets are securely placed...

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1.
mind's edge blunted
desert devoid of markers
my tears wet dry sand

July 29, 2014

2.
seasonal picture
don’t let me add a thing please
your haiku not mine

June 6, 2016

3.
missing photographs
real content camera shy
skit artist needed

June 6, 2016
Brian Johnston...

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Where birds are two
We ask:where is the eagle?
Where trees are two
We ask: where is iroko?
Where men become two
We ask: where is Okonkwo?


Gut in the forest of Titans
He roared in the jungle and
Frightened those in the streets;
He stood the wrath of a tiger:
Made morsel of his...

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Oh Sweet Island!  Thou tropical paradise:
   Miles have I traced upon thy ceaseless reach
Of ocean-choked shorelines owed Heav’nly device
   Sheltering I, this marooned guest on thine endless beach.
Safe House against left alone misery;
   Whereby, alongside thine evergreen canopies...

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To be honest with you all
I am but a hack, a fraud
I contain no heart nor soul
And my mind a blunted sword.

Having moments to reflect
I now know this to be true
Searching deep within myself
For what else can a man do?

I gaze into the unknown
Into chaos...

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