Best Chattels Poems

Given in appreciation
but taken away on request
translated to foreign land
but asked to surrender everything
employed to serve unknown guests
but asked to behave brainlessly
taken for a tour...

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They are refugees in their own country.....

No land for them to go. No body care them either
They are known as refugees in their own country
War...

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Faithful companion, Caradog, without necessity 
Habitat fed his needs, our bond rapidly developed 
Fierce competent hunter amazingly adopted me
Heritage unable to continue, thylacine near relic...

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No historic chattels, old photos or memorabilia.
Nothing has historic value for us to remember.
The sheds are old and rusted on our farm just out of...

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I, brave Inca, I take maca, leaf of life and source of strength.
When I travel I chew coca, takes me through my journey's length
But, when...

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Athenian Epitaphs

Mariner, do not ask whose tomb this may be,
but go with good fortune: I wish you a kinder sea.
—Michael R. Burch, after Plato

Does my...

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The cattle-rearer had shown his mettle by fighting in the battle,  but weary as he was,  drank from his kettle and with his...

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-Once upon a time II-

In a separate realm
Where cloud rains
Where dreams 
Are dream
And due
To come true,
Where lives and lots
Are valued
Where chattels 
And acreage
Are own
Love, fuddle,
Pamper,...

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I’m So Much Better for the Magna Carta

I feel so much better for the Magna Carta,
Can trace atheism and humanism’s roots, 
Can define that moment...

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Charlie was dead

Charlie was dead: to begin with,
There is no doubt whatever about that.
I leave my residue to Carol for Christmas
and Little Dorrit his faithful...

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The Charlatan

In honesty young Sir, I have good reason to doubt,
When you tell me “My word is my bond.”
I fear your insistent asseveration is but...

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What feral dogs bark at my door?
As I lick my wounds, 
In de rigor discord,
Whose music do I play?
Or verses time has left to say,
What...

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From a mother to a child,  Who is close to her heart.  
He is just like her own child.  
He is good,...

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There is a vast domain,
Grounded on a golden land;
There the immortals remain,
And those who in holiness stand.

Once I reminisce on the pure realm
Beyond the shadows...

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Bitten morning breath spilled from the door.
Defeated in her sanctuary, curled, wire hard.
“You’re a wicked and evil man.”
 
The keep, magpie hoard, cradling her wretched.
Bowed,...

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