Best Chapter Poems

The sun had just risen over town, it was a beautiful morning
And outside Baker's new Bakery, a long queue was forming
The aroma of fresh baking was lingering in the morning air
Words alone cannot describe it; you just have to be there.

Bill, Sara, and Tania had...

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Good evening Ladies 
May I say, I am honored and privileged
As this is the first ever time
I have read in front of a woman’s only group
And a fine group of bovine beauties you are

I truly hope you have enjoyed dinner
The poetry portion of your evening...

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With pitchforks and torches they rode through the night,
their goal was Milton Creek, by dawns early light.
A surprise attack was what they had foreseen,
led by the infamous, lollipop queen.

With a group of ringed men, she’d deceived and collected,
they rode for the jail, for the first...

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“Next Chapter”


 
There will always be a next chapter
Written or not, this is of no matter
What matters is the colour forming in your world

Black is not a colour, it dominates, shades and swallows other colours up,
It exists to be blended with White, a vacant aberration...

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Semantics
The Game Changer- continued

Coming with the new days rays glow
Here is how these words did flow

There be this red fire ant see
During the battle of these clones
Sam Anti-x Jones
And how she/he came to be

Small drop of dew on blade of grass
Smell of burning smoke in...

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I may be just a little white candle
With a little light on me
Even if I melt 
I will hold my last little light
With a hope to warm someone's heart 
Even for a while.

I may be just a little white candle
With the most heartwarming little light
I...

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Blessed are the poor in spirit.  
Theirs is God’s kingdom.
Many blessings from God… 
They shall receive them!

Blessed are they who mourn. 
 They shall be comforted.
In the loving arms of Jesus, 
they shall be well rested!

Blessed are the meek. 
 They shall inherit the...

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Through the gap between the closed drapes
A maid peers in a daze
An ashtray upon the table
Held her undiffused gaze

Clearly there was bright red lipstick
Circles upon some butts
A golden earring lies close by
Lying cheat drives her nuts

The fog lifted revealing all 
Airline ticket back home
A scoundrel,...

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"First off Malik you could have picked some place other than
a strip club for us to met".  "Well Jade I figured this was the best 
spot.  People well be focused on the strippers and not us".  "Speaking
of strippers ours just walked in"...

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Chapter

I'm  sorry
I'm an ******* 
I'm not sure 
how this began
but it must end.

     If we continued, 
      I couldn’t face myself 
       in the mirror
    ...

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The horn blew as the wind picked the same moment

The note carried over the field and picking up speed

All memories of him drifted away as the bugle went silent

But she remained until the last rose

Later she would remember his last words

He had told her he...

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Chapter and Verse


Borrowed words


Overdue loans
On faded words
Tears melting ink
Wisdom's die 
Collection time
Bankrupt soul
With no words to share


Overdue books

Wine splashes the pages
Of my mind
Melancholy whispers to me
Here, here 
The past sings me a song
Withered books 
Our collective memories
Buried in the pages of history


Sad Chapters

I danced 
I...

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i may put my defense up in my castle,
i think i made a mistake, i may be drunk i don't no what it takes,
i stand in front of the mirror, seeing my reflection with red eyes, he's still Alive what a lie, he's my angry...

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Sheriff Koplin was talking with Tom on how it had been a quiet week
Not one crime had been reported for the town of Milton Creek
Then a US Marshal knocked on the door and then came inside
Said he was looking for a fugitive who in this...

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Though I may speak with the
tongues of angels and men…
Without God’s love, I am empty within.

I’d become as sounding brass
 and a tinkling cymbal.
In God’s kingdom, I would not be instrumental.

Though I may have the gift of prophecy
 and mysteries untold…
Without God’s love, I am...

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