Best Break The News Poems

~ MY LOVE SHE'D LENT ~

I followed her where'er she went
Lured onward by her fragrant scent

She clasped his hand, a handsome gent
How could she know my love she'd lent

I died one thousand deaths inside
Choked back my tears with wounded pride

How long such anguish could I...

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I am standing outside my bedroom, on the precipice of lost innocence.
Wide eyed, and barefoot on cold hardwood.
Someone is hammering on our front door.
My father, looking a bit annoyed, shuffles anxiously down the stairs.
Tussled hair, a bewildered vein bulging in his forehead,
wearing his old, blue...

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Dear Blabby
	There is a matter I must get off my chest.  I am due to marry in the fall, but now have cold feet.  My fiancé is a lot brainier than I am.  Intellectually, she’s head and shoulders above me.  I...

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I'm sure she is my true love
  We're clearly meant for one another
Never have I felt so young
  Never has anything felt so right

But how can I ever tell her?
  What on earth will she think of me?
What magical words can I...

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Neither a fable, 
Nor a tale, 
This is a fact,
A story to tell,
To everyone, female and male.
To generations, younger and frail.

About a threat, a monster from the East,
That struck the world like a beast,
Attacked Europe by cold and mist,
Oceans of horsemen, millions at least,
Ravaged cathedrals,...

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It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. Been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals, having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald pine trees, blue jays on limbs, moonlight cutting through forests, lakes the...

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It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. I've been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals and having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald pine trees, blue jays on limbs, moonlight cutting through forests,...

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Forgive me for not coming up to see you my dear.
I do not want you to see me as I now appear.
Out of pure necessity, I have to cover my head.
You may have a heart attack, and drop dead.
I gave those experiments I’ve been conducting...

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The moment when the farmhouse hit the ground
my life in black and white was gone for good.
A technicolor country I had found,
a panning for the gold of Hollywood:
In glitter dusted gown of pink chiffon
a fairy floated in to break the news
of how I’d killed a...

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There once was a strange elf raised in North Pole
Who loved Christmas thrice more than his fishbowl
Far way too tall to excuse
Santa had to break the news
Time for Elf to surprise Dad in Seoul



AP: 1st place 2020 , Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2022

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The children clustered 'round him drawn like bees to nectaries, 
for pleasant were his stories and they felt so much at ease. 
His mates though thought them nuisances and should be chased away; 
the stranger stated, "Leave us and become like them I say." ...

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Hey Betty, remember when you said 
not if I were the last dinosaur left on earth
Well, I hate to break the news…
it looks like it’s just you and me baby

Nice night, beautiful sky anit it

That’s right come to daddy
Ya- ba, da- ba, doooo !!!




Prehistoric Pals...

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Hate to break the news to you ladies
but its all about lust on the male end of things.
Think I'm crazy -being over simplistic
or your beau is the exception to the rule:
..Do an experiment.
Take the honey out of the hole- for a month or two.
See how...

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Out my window I see the dawn
Pinkish hue with orange neon
Majestic spectrum playing like a drum
I can hear the call where the light comes from

Tears of joy stream down my face
Fall to ground like drops of rain
Rain clouds have taken away my pain
So that I...

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A woman, blinded by disease,
Wrote poetry and then,
Inspired to write a novel,
Picked up paper and a pen.

Elastic bands across the pages
Held the pen in place.
With more than twenty pages done,
Not once did she erase.

Her son paid her a visit
And she proudly showed her prize.
He had...

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