Best Clenched Fist Poems

Man so mighty and wise
still has to define this
that another living being's life
has the same value as his 

Boasted, brazened
written in stone
raised above 
these highest...

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'Tis now known why the Willow weeps, 
a tragedy of love, its memory keeps.
For once a young man and young maid, 
on tender grass, beneath...

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That’s so gay.

You say,

As I’m brushing off the slang you defend.
My cheeks burn red trying to comprehend,
But I wont.

I wont grasp this trend.
I wont hear...

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Beauty, yes I have striven to be you, before hibiscus fades
Before the stars sprinkle night that covers ocean sunset
After the icicles thawed and swans inhabit...

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What's up?
What's going on?
How come it's 3AM?
And bright as noon?
Have I finally made it
Into a Looney-Tune?

Who left me a hot breakfast,
Then disappeard?
How the hell did...

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In believing there is seeing
And a hope of understanding
That black strength is power
Of our black brother and sister put together
As they carry forever 
As one...

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Is there anyone who can explain to me
why someone in the Soup community
would gripe about those on the lists,
ranting on with their pen in clenched...

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Inner cities churn like a dark raging sea
             Where fear stalks the rusty...

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Astounded ...

Death caught his breath ...
          cast his net to the stars,
    ...

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Comes a time of unbreaking
what's broken
maybe broken to the point
a thing can't be fixed
ever
forever
severed.   

To be sure prayers can find a home
but not...

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Poetry for the blind
Songs for the deaf
An audience of living and breathing pulsating through the soul
they are waiting for the melody to push through the...

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On placid waters of the reflecting pool, 
petals fully open as in a gesture of silent 
imploring, surrounded by a world 
of shimmering reflections.

Small red...

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On placid waters of the reflecting pool, 
petals fully open as in a gesture of silent 
imploring, surrounded by a world 
of shimmering reflections.

Small red...

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In an era long since passed, an Oriental carpet adorning the 
floor from far off lands seems to object to the
leopard skin beneath a fair...

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A Little Bird"
      (Refer to= Matthew 10:29,31)

One of the first things that I hear
As dawn breaks in the eastern sky
Is...

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