Best Consumate Poems

Indigenous feel of peaceful love Interferencing touch of skin 
 There has been no where better I have been 
So empowered , clean , free 
  Often like Im at ease , drinking a tea , 

With stream , 
 Although a dream It...

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The consumate sleuth Sherlock Holmes
Hardly lacking the wit chromosomes
With the faintest of clues
To bemuse and confuse
Cracked crimes in the Welsh catacombs



AP: Honorable Mention 2023

Submitted on January 27, 2019 for contest LIMERICK 3 sponsored by JOSEPH MAY  -  RANKED 2ND...

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A wedding ring and locket
Were the only things inside
Two pictures in the locket
Of a husband and his bride

Trembling hands replaced the gold
And re-tied all the strings
Everyone felt guilty
As they viewed these precious things

The second box held letters
Written by a soldiers hand
Post-marked 1995
From a distant desert...

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Irrelevant anomaly?
individual autonomy

Irreverent reality
(consumate depravity)

Continuing disparity
divisive inhumanity

Nhilist demographics
insidiously tragic......

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I have you in my sights, my handsome prey
each move you make, I know them all by heart
the time's not right, and so I let you play
but soon I'll bind you up, never to part

Though you don't know it yet, you're mine to keep
Mine to...

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Did Shakespeare ever fall in love?
A rose by any other name would 
stink as sweet!
What would Y'eshua say if indeed 
Magdalene was his favorite disciple?
What miracles would he impress her 
with
So as to savor her forbidden apple?
O woman!
Is that why god made you last of...

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I have wandered into a human stew of inopportunity, as my marriage/love/parental life have all come to an abrupt closure, noncompliance and final withdrawal from any real meaning. Am I dead yet? Not necessarily, but it seems that entity is not so remotely absent from...

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Love lies languishing
In a state of remorse
Attention is given
As death takes its course

Tears drain the eyes
At the sight of my friend
My heart is breaking
While watching the end

A shroud of sadness
Blankets my soul
Knowing that soon
I'll be digging a hole

Memories of past
Are sadly recalled
The way that he'd...

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More of Horn Horrendous Haiku

new account create
we found success in our fate
and then celebrate

had been incumbent
of entire government
not sure what they meant

while we had been cursed
scenario which was worst
like a bubble burst

after hard had tried
always let God be my guide
He kept me in stride

errors in...

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One step forwards two steps back

Life deals me a king it turns to a jack

Seems since i was born i was destined to fail

Im the consumate dog chasing its tail

But ill plod on and do it by the letter

The law of averages predicts its got...

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The prescence of aspects in common,
a reminder of a consumate manner,
scattered as images.This cultivated
taste,real never reverential prompted
by inner signals,with obesessions 
ever reflective of mood and feeling.

Hear me recite from my 4000+ PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..

catch my short forms @strandpoet on...

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Like the Turtles, our happiness shared when getting together
bitterness of winter shed, our love radiated hot weather
hand in hand, we thought forever, you made me feel so grand
the smile on your face,  the glow of my heart
while it raced,  it hurt to be...

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If memories are indeed golden..
  Then I  yearn to keep the dreams alive.

It is a passion swelling within my heart..
  Surrounding my Life with that special glow.

With a sweep of my hand, it was born of a spark..
  Soon to erupt...

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I dream of giving an Elvis concert,
To learn his popular songs.

Stand on the stage and sing,
"Wise man say" or "Are you lonesome tonight".

These are my favorite songs,
The day I sang to the dinning-hall friends.

There are many more good songs,
That I have to remember.

When they heard...

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Orison

We all sinners since we are beginners,
Regardless the forbidden fruit filled the stomachs of our ancestors.

He believes in us, but do we believe in him?
Feeding on negativity thus not anticipating the results to be positive,
Praying for miracles, expecting mythical gods to consumate what we polluted.

I...

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