Best Consequence Poems

Is it a crime
To pry apart rhyme
Stitch lines, unhitched
From native consequence

To warily marry
Unmetered time
By forced remorse
Unrehearsed
In patchwork verse

In my malaise
My daydreams ablaze
I long for eloquence...

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Soft is the pillow beneath my head
as dread sweeps over the world
Haunting dreams with chilling screams
shrill as a lonely wind

Crisp and cool is the linen...

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We are Nasty Women

When we hear haughtiness, we name it
When we see bullying, we blame it

We are Nasty Women

We do not daintily defer
For selfish whims...

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dust …

they say ...
dust ... to dust, yet
I have measured the stars
counted their intervals
felt hope's whisper on my neck, keen
kissed and cursed its face …
I...

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Be it evidence consequence or coincidence
Every night as I succumb to somnolence

Heavenly smoke rings of frankincense
Rise upwards with sweet opulence

Dulcet dreams inevitably commence
Without fanfare hype...

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Sometimes, in uncertain outcomes, as life agitates,
It can sway either way, maneuvering on the edge,
For a difference rather modest, makes the final call,
When a narrow...

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Love is an authority.
It dictates choice and consequence
and joins together all the wayward lamenters
who grieve at their loss of purity.

Love is an actuality.
It breathes new...

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Look as far and as wide as you can, my friend, 
Turn your eyes towards the sky and try to pierce infinity-
This vast unknown- 
Ponder...

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OMENS
O’er wintry land bare trees now sway
On wing above, black birds traverse
Occluded skies of baleful grey
Outspreading wings imparting curse 

Yet outcomes told by prescient sense
With...

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They would ripen all at once
under a hot sun and hang
in a sugary glut only for a day 
or two before starting to spoil. 
I...

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I was the object of your affection,
Useful for a time;
Lost in the ritual of loving
The man I thought you were.
How much of me did I...

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Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our...

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With less tomorrows than I've yesterdays
In looking back I have but one regret
Before that last tomorrow fades away
I wish that I could pay an unpaid...

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Let go of the rope my tethered friend
Your holding on to a futile end.

For if you fall what’s the consequence?
But if never tried life won’t...

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She said, if I correctly recall,                  
That, for...

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