Best Combined Poems

HEAR THOSE BELLS (Etheree and Tanka combined)

hear?
those bells
wedding bells
one plus one    two
it is a magic time
when promises are made
a lifetime commitment     two
at the time so easy to do
but  there will surely be many trials
two souls in a...

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Eddie currents confused the conduits in this mind
How can the transformers in the brain go not blind
Confusing is the light, direct me as it's straight shined
Hundreds of emotions imprisoned and confined
Thoughts going back to teenage years deeply pined
Worrying about the love effects totally enshrined
Consider this...

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You're a mad rapper
I'm a mad hatter
Ideas in my head always bleeding
So lyrics you won't be needing
You spit them
I write them
You rap them
I rhyme them
Lines we be exchanging
Like I'd be interchanging
The lanes fast on the freeway
Paving the roads leading away
From the ghetto
Like Pinocchio was to...

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Just Like You Wanted Combined Haiku

What could Haiku be?
Example of you and me
Things we are thinking.

Blessing in disguise
Even a word to the wise
They would love to read.

Haiku has become
True light and inspiration
Motivate us all.

Haiku was to me
A way to help others out
Trying to write poems.

Can...

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A Combined Poem

If I am limited to ten poems a day
I'm sure there must be a way 
To write all my poems until done
And will combine them all into one.

Poems are perfect not wanting to waste
With a new one each day I am faced
To write...

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Scratch Trump Off My List

Trump's home has become
A catacomb, while on his
Head wears an orange dome.

Trump thinks that he is
Such a sweet thing, and to tears
All of us does bring.

Difficult to deal
With and all of his appeal
Not really for real.

Trump was born with low
Intelligence level...

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summersend
population - 90 days
blink your eyes and you're through it

         Leaves

something in the wind
that whispered play of old green
then this sudden chill
with arms about my shoulders
sadly thinking    summersend

how they toss about
then calm as thoughtful...

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If I were to write of all the poets combined,
these are the results that I would find.
A little love, a little pain,
a bit of sunshine, a bit of rain.
A man of the past, a man of tomorrow.
A man of anger, a man of sorrow.
A bit...

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Forces Found Collected and Combined

Forces were found collected and combined;
Either would go with or had been left behind;
Could consider,
Some a quitter;
They also had an option to be reassigned.

Jim Horn

Plant Seeds of Sin 

There are those who  God always leads;
On earth sin and then plant...

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the love that you have given to me
                                     ...

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27 Then one day she was running, she saw something beautiful.
28 She smiled walking towards him and asked how and why, as if dutiful.
29 He was different, she was different,
30 They both knew, between them was a current,
31 Something that would never work out, never...

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Thursday 17th 
October 11 
2020

A collective collaboration

From 4th floor Peyton 

3 step pyramid place

Be that free will or destiny child

Clutching at straws 

Inside my own private universe

For a better tomorrow

Seeking answers to what exactly
is my relationship with God

I must contest

No contest

N/A

Dishonorable mention...

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Horn Combined Not Maligned Haiku

Cat is not a pain
Over house has a free rein
Which is domain.

I did discover,
To interrupt is corrupt;
Always done abrupt.

Is agitator
Also manipulator;
Even a traitor.

Between is schism;
Nationalist populism;
Read in catechism.

Was on Morning show this
morning but kind of re-written
by me.

Liked living at lodge;
Message having...

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1 This tale can be some what of a wicked tale,
2 She came in a ship with large sails.
3 Though she is terrifying and dangerous,
4 She would not hurt a single soul, she is herbivorous.
5 It all started with the werewolves,
6 Dark, fierce, running free...

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*** IMAGINING (a Devotion Series Poem) ***

My beloved, do you see my eyes
Approaching near to sweet tears 
Whenever your intimate touch 
Comes — as you brush my hair 
    or reassuringly pat me twice —
Before 
    proceding with the...

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