Best Decoys Poems

Waterfowler’s Delight

Clouded marshes masking what may come.
Suzy's boisterous invitation over yonder grass 
Dark shadowed spreads set to entice some.
As the glow of the East begins to amass.

Newly anointed awaiting the first blessing.
Old dogs hoping the spark will catch fire.
Light of day upon the horizon pressing.
Nosing...

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(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom:



Solomon Mahlangu was trained as an MK soldier with a view to later rejoining the struggle in the country.


He left...

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Wishing I could be anywhere but right here,
On a dream bathed with barley and low lined cloud.
Relishing nature's eagerness to endear,
Leaving the busyness and roar of the crowd,
Delighting in vast small grain fields freshly plowed.

Ceasing to care of expectations once placed,
Rising only to meet the...

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Guardian of the galaxy 
Dominions and Principalities 
Light and darkness
Stars shine bright 
In the Heavens as light
Came from a glory that can't be comprehended in this reality
Archangel 
The stars that's spangled striped over me from every angle 
Planets and black holes 
Millions of planets in...

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My grandson just loves to make noise
The louder the better his toys
His batteries I hide
The noise still resides
Turns out that I hid his decoys...

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He told her not to move,
Though fear showed in her eyes
She dare not disobey.
So the lonely figure 
Stood and waited,
While tears fell

Time stretched,
Her pitiful cries 
Grew louder,
 Until they carried     
To merciful ears,
And melting hearts.

And so they came,
Rescuers, ready
To lift her...

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We left the camp all hot and hungry.
We were on a mission.
Through cracked lips I softly asked
“Are we huntin’ or are we fishin’?”
Orders said, “Cast the bait!
Use any lures we can employ!
Get your barrels loaded fast!
We’re gonna need hounds and decoys!”
He was said to be...

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COOL BLUE DESTINY

a cool blue crystal daybreak as
moon departs shimmering stars
on the sea

in silhouette they stand alone
warm from inside out they swig
down brandy

seagulls cry their morning pleas
gather swiftly orbiting boat
drifting free

fishing rods wait hooked with bait
as glistening scales glide by
decoys plea

oceans bounty captured as
frantic wide...

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Legend Of The Black Dove   (Part 10B)

                            "The Unknown World"......Continues
      ...

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The Valley of Loss

My dear, we've run out of words, I see
Calm is the garden except your tree
A cherry blossom dying in my mind
Now barren of pink in Spring's glee

How can our moons bled into the night
And our rooting take plight
Why could I never touch...

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Dogmatic deconstructionists
 declaim
  the Dogs of Doggerel
   during the
Dog Days of Delusion

Deluded destroyers
 deliver
  the Dogfights of Doggerel 
   during the 
Dog Dances of Derision 

Derisive decoys
 denounce
  the Doghouses of Doggerel 
   during the 
Dog...

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Here I am hiding my eyes once again.
From a world that runs deep with sin.
To many restless eyes and countless empty souls.
This trust less life when one gets caught up they all start to roll.
This world has only started to be torn apart.
The wickedness and...

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Short shorts skirts and spike heeled shoes

In the Red light District of your town

On the darkened street corners

There's pleasures of the flesh to be found.


Blondes, brunettes and redheads

Working girls they are.

They earn their living selling flesh

To hungry men with expensive cars.


In the Red light District...

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Everyone wants a wish right now...
All lil' Ms.  wants is a diss.
Ya'll know I'm new at this,
Im here, it's now, 
I'm leaving without your crown!

Ms. Destroyer,
I wish you the best.
This knight never naps.
As a matter of fact,
you wont get a wink,
not from me.
Not till'...

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MY BROTHER; THE MESSIAH

By these dunghills, they stood  
By these morn Mecca, we paid homage
Daily to the papyri gong beaters.
Singing   a litany of   collapses and failings

Of  a  revolutionary  government  that  sit’s  on  our...

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