Best Connive Poems

Little sweet Lucy..four years..so small. 
Her pink teddy bear.. and her Barbie doll. 
Pushed strollers of fun. ..in traipse of malls. 
Then a Topsy turvy...

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Vanishing vestige of dank cavernous lobes
   My lonesome forsaken heart adrift
      Under the most alluring midnight crescent moon...

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Happy is he who is not condemned,
By that which he allows in his life;
For he who adhears to the laws of God,
Will gain peace of...

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Free Power
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She rotates under the balance of my hands
sweet memories we derive
unfamiliar dance steps, mistakes already reaching five
but with the reception of her smile, I thrive.

The...

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 Impressions of a teenager

I was born today twenty years ago
A healthy child with eyes of a doe
I grew up in a free world
Saw the...

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There is a poet so foxy and sly
She needs no introduction and that’s why
Her pen is very quick
Almost as fast as her click
See her creativity...

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No more invisible speechless, deaf and blind child
With neglected pleasures being addicted to denial
Floating through time, gravitating towards a warm arm
With an appetite for the...

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The Craven
(with apologies to EAP)


Yesterday at my bail hearing, suddenly what I was fearing
Came with force of pounding gavel causing me to near unravel
Causing weakness...

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Voices that whisper into morbid ears
Appealing as a siren they lure you
Tell you lies that feed you along
Make you a puppet from your own will
Pulling...

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The war to end all wars was a vain hope.
When men seek for power to subdue,
Wanting to reign supreme and dominate,
Is it possible to yield...

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Time and fate must have connive as they 
Remembered: You and I..
Unforgettable are your shining blue eyes,
They are more beautiful than any stars. 
Heartbeats then...

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Villanelle: Is there shame worse than that to be caught dead unknown

Is there shame worse than that to be caught dead unknown
How many would give...

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One in a shade with meat and a long knife
old girl with a load of hair like a witch
thug on a walk on yet a...

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Some men die to survive

	the Hard endures
the Soft succumbs   stews in juices  reproduces exults
			disappears
the heartless breaks cracks crumbles
							drags
   the Ephemeral...

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