Best Countering Poems

The staticky-stars climax under intense blanket of Winter glow.
Your spouse can’t see your spirited green eyes that burn slow.

The friction of campfire sticks, the satiny slipperiness of moon.
Flames of blue, orange and red won’t be overcome too soon.

Pert rose petals, that once were goosebumpy and...

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I am given to you by Creator Himself
My Limbs long to grow straight and tall
Bathed in sunlight from above, paying homage
Fulfilling my God given task
From the dawn of creation, in the Holy Books I’m told
A gift was given to all nations to hold
 The Tree...

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"'He,' whom speaks into existence those things which were not as though, they are...." ~
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Fables; to dream these seemingly impossible things!?

A compiling compound upon the pages of a lifes, forever tarnishing of stories....

Drinking this mixture of both poison and cure; night after night and, day...

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In the Work That Reconnects,
we have a dialogue exercise
in which Person A asks Person B
"Who are you?"
several times over a few minutes,
as it feels right to reprime this exploratory pump;
then person B does the same for person A.

The person hosting, facilitating, enabling
this reiterative question's redundant...

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MATHEMATICS
                           

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For most of his 
Bumming around days
He was lost 
In dead end jobs
Once in the gym
He became a silhouette of youth
Weaving like a cobra
Slipping
Countering
Learning how to hook
Footwork and poise
A moving target
Possessing  speed
And brutal power
Waiting
To connect
On
Flesh and bone.

All his life
He searched for what was missing
His...

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I began reading Jane Anna Gordon's "Creolizing Political Theory"
from the back toward the front,
as usual,
because if I appreciate where this narrative journey will end,
then I probably will find we start off with similar questions 
of economic and political urgency right now.

And, also as is my...

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What I am doing is not idealism.
It’s a cause for our homeland. 
It is also for the benefits of oppressed people. 

And oppression should not reign
in the peaceful land of good people. 
I may not live longer in this world 
and I knew I will...

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MY GARDEN

It’s only rose rains, no reins.
in my   garden  redolent
of you preened and  green.
brainwashed  by  balance sheets ,
soul-washed  by  sour names, 
what remains as mine.
remnants ? residue?  Desiccation?, no!
a sanguine touch,  solitude?, yes!

wanted  or...

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How you made my stars hush





How fortunate I have been,
having found a shining ray,
Through darkness unseen,
creep over my lifeless clay,

Waking me up of long sleep,
and flattened heart beats,
Touching soul to its deep,
and countering all deceits,

You've made my stars hush,
rainbow colours, twinkle in eyes,
Painted with your...

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The Battle, The Victory, The Light

I remember you, great destroyer of heart
emerging from darkness to hatefully start
Battles taken to wing and skyward bound
pain, death and sorrow so, so easily found!

No praise ever adorns your so vile name
curses your bread , your dark wicked fame
Ashes reform...

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We had gathered 'round the radio, to listen to the fight
 A dispute ensued, punches thrown, a bloody fight

 Cigarette butts strewn across the floor, some stained in lipstick- red
A broken ashtray by the door where some blood was shed.
By an old typewriter something shiny...

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Permanent resident 
You have become…
My heart, your doorstep…my mind is numb
Swimming and sliding about my soul
Leaking and seeping till you’ve covered the whole
However you entered is puzzlement pure
But alas, there you are; and not leaving, I’m sure
Antidote once: countering my flagrant egotism
Now you have tainted...

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For the moment I merely watched him
Running back and forth in his home
I am patient you see
I am full of time plenty
I am the sly one in the darkness and I am hungry

So I waited, all day I waited,
All night I waited, I waited, waited,...

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Shades of Awakening

Cool of the moon dampened the heat of the sun.
Corals of sleep invigorate the restful one. 

Falling awake on this crystal clear morn,
Into cerulean, my soul is born.

Naked and relaxed, aquamarine inspired,
Freedom of expression aligns, with what is desired.

Torso eases heavenward, raising the...

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