Best Dare Poems

Dare We Beat Evil With Truth And A Heavy Sledge

Fresh rain pounded out cleaning again our Mother earth
above squirrels chattering for all they are worth
what matters is in this life we simply obey
do our very best and sometimes we kneel to pray
for guidance and follow...

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 ~Dare We~
Side by side in the full moonlight, looking up in wonder
Shoulders rubbing, breaths, mingling hands begin to wander
Daringly we looked together, would we really dare…
No one about we can try, there seem no eyes to stare.

Hand in hand we start to hide away...

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Shall I dare think of him?

The darkest glistening eyes,inviting me to sin.

Profoundly lost, when soft sounds from his throat called.

Twas a full moon Spring midnight in Chicago.

My goose pimpled back caressed by warm brick walls.

Your hands on my hips,time carved,never erased.

A grin, wonderfully naughty, I...

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Dare to dream
See beyond the limitation
Of useless legs, fasten them with care.
Join your heroes in Olympic wear.
Nothing beats imagination.
Dare to dream

Dare to dream
See yourself in winning gold,
With your multi-coloured wheelchair.
For once revel in the crowd's stare,
Where surprise in eyes unfold.
Dare to dream.

Dare to dream
I don't...

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How Dare We Ever So Boldly Speak Out

Let me write in obscure and chaotic words
stirring waters tepidly unknown
Yet my spirit refuses to admire such birds
or the massive flattery they are now shown
Why yes, some of us write from poetic hearts
with passion and not merely for...

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10~14~2016                     Oh, Yes Please Dare

Trust in love and just let go…
I will show you a view through a rainbow.

Yay!  You took a chance and...

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A tiny thread that weaves through
this tangled and mangled mystery,
              called life

     - hoping to reach you


Fragile . . .  
      ...

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To meet a woman such as you,
should've been shooting stars.
So it was in days of old..
let it be so again.

To feel your touch, hold your hand..
should've been Sonnets.
Endless flowing words,
sprouting forth a lover's pen.

Hard to resist when you say come hither,
you know I always would.
Melted...

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And He
my dearest
maturest mate to date
has bitterly regressed
to a child irate
from man of logic
to impish state
a hexer vile
filled with hate
while I don't believe
I've changed a bit
he thinks me evil
my mother split
as saccharin 
as the Harpie race
bewitching temptress
evil face
necessity
I do suppose
for his childish fit
to so dispose


Dug...

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He cursed himself for accepting the dare.  He never believed in ghosts or haunted houses. He thought it was an easy way to make a few bucks if he spent a night in a haunted house.  
 
Now he found himself in the...

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Yet Pushed, Ever Onward, I Dare Tread

BEHOLD, I wade into darkening mists,
My journey, clarification of Fate
When I balked, black ghost said, I insist
Hurry destiny cries it is too late,
Strolling deep within, horrific the sounds
So strangely pungent the circling winds
In distant valleys, baying of the hounds-
I...

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mating spiral dance
the free falling bald eagles
clear blue lake lies still

©DonnaJones...

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Dance to the rhythm of my heart
Can you feel the vibration?
Can you feel it from head to toe?
I listen…to your melody – a gift to unwrap
It’s a healing potion to this lonely man without a roof on his head
How can You craft such marvelous miracles?

*chorus*

Dare...

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He ran away to chase his dreams
Short of a miracle was it not?

Yet the winds of change roared strongly at night
Enter- the fierce winds of time
It will be you alone.

As you dance, I cry
Blow the flowers toward me
Free to drown me now.

Like a DJ on...

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Sitting atop a large flat stone in an open field
Brushing aside his long silver locks
Bringing to his lips a long clay pipe
Steadying for a light, his gnarled knuckles make this a fight
His sandals dusty, brow wrinkled and damp
His eyes, an odd milky hue of liquid...

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