Best Daredevils Poems

We the People
Will disagree
On taxation and prosperity
On liberty and duty

We the People
Are every color of Christianity
Every Jewish prayer, every song of Islam
The puritans, the atheists and the Amish
Are neighbors here

We the People
Are Jamaican and Japanese
Swedish and Samoan
Cuban and Cherokee
Moroccan and Mexican
The Irish and the Inuit
And...

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A Psalmody of Psalm Ninety One
God is our refuge, He is our shelter
Kept safe from demons are those who’re blessed 
Beneath wings of the Almighty that cares
Spared from the snares of unwanted foul quests.

Fear not nightmares or terrors of darkness
Under presence of angels we’re redeemed
Freed...

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You may call me harsh or even wicked
But I am more than it because I am crooked.
I may look self indulgent or resentful,
But now I am transformed into someone more powerful.

Fearless! I call me,
Fearless I say
I am not afraid of anything,
No more aloofness,no more hearts...

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Sweet and wonderful the memories of childhood,
Painful, oh staggering to recall, Raddle-Dazzle, I would forget- if I could.
Endless, endless the days we spent riding in the magnificent wild,
Calm and peaceful your nature with this young dreamy child.
Tangled were those fantastic woods where we rode each...

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Cascading water that never seems to end
Going over the falls ever single day
The roaring of the water crashing down
A torrent that no one can stay

It draws a crowd of people far and wide
Who come to see its awesome view
Some have even tempted fate in ways
That...

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The white of the eye
Holds a dark centre
Our souls behind a tinted window
Dare to let me see what sins you hide...?

The face of an angel
With the heart of a demon
‘cos we’re all immortal
On the faces God’s tattooed onto our skin

I move to your lips
Every syllable...

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Words have become such
      naughty little daredevils

turning my thoughts
      inside out,
and up-side down


in order to have their own way


Using sentences
              as jump...

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Written on January 26, 2020
By Gail DeBole

Drink up daredevils!
It’s not a joke.
The human toe in your drink 
Is not just taking a soak. 

It’s challenged many drinkers 
And many have exclaimed, 
“Ewwww, What’s going on? 
And who has been maimed?” 

But there are the hearty
Who...

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These villains in the land of Prejudice
Sitted in terraces, funding dareDevils...
Painting innocent  faces with faeces from Boko bum...Issh!!!
 
Insult, added with salt upon injury
And we lavish in abject penury
Still, we are GIANTS of Africa, in ironic luxury
 
Heroes are compelled to romance prison floors...

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The Balancing Act

It is as though I am constantly in a balancing act
I envy those that seemingly do not go through 
This process of weighing things in my mind

Those like poker players that can go “all in”
Shove their chips into the middle of the table
As...

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dive deep... daredevils 
           lanternfish... eels... vampire squid
                   darkness... luminesce

       ...

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faded roses on the wallpaper
leaves bent back in an imagined wind
fingerprints of a thunderstorm cling to the wet image
she says it was a lovely thought that gave birth to such beautiful drawings
that any child could see many adventures to be
in such lovely daydreams
a place where...

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Ariel

"With the eyes of a child I stare in awe, a wondrous sight I take in all

 Angels flying without wings, hurling through the air, spinning and twirling without a care

 People moan and gasp as they pass, praying the next move will not be...

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In the world of fallen angels
The other kind of daredevils
Seeking the world’s attention
Competing for world domination

This is the moment to believe
In something more, to be brave
When life is a misty blair
Uncertainty stifles the air
Under such immense pressure, 
To defend what we treasure

Try hard not to...

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I was a professional landscaper, with passion for nature, and a green thumb,
Like passions of smothering, dreamy nighttime, to which we gladly succumb.

My work took me to many gardens, set in the butterscotch zones of summer,
As the music with its rhythmic beat, benefits from an...

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