Best Defence Poems

You pull me from the depths of forevers of thought
elegantly twirled, though evidently caught
shaped by the vortex, virtuoso of pain
fluctuating truths from half flailing to...

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I know that I’m not perfect, just go and ask me wife.
At times she’s kind of said - I’m the bane of her life,
but on...

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Whatever tomorrow may bring,
Today is in my hands, 
My God has thus far made me sing,
He'll lead me through time's sands.

Today is in my hands,
I...

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CRUSHED CONCRETE UNSTEELED / SEPTEMBER BLUES

BOMBS xxxxxxxxxx           HOPE       ...

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I’ve always been a cash man, so when me cash was blown,
I might be sitting back all stony broke and pleading for a loan,
at least...

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Defence was
    built up over
    many years and
    impermeable
    Nobody knew
  ...

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From the kitchen sink at the window sill,
I see a house on the distant hill,
when as a child I had time to kill,
where now my...

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Finding the plot

Of lost innocence
engrained in untold memories

The silenced absence 
in past present unspoken
stories well hidden
and therefore evoking
my past and my future
not mine and mine

Quite...

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Shadow Play

While Freud sits at the mind end of the couch phallus in hand
shapes others’ dreams in unspoken imposition ‘must-abation’
analyses abuses his daughter in metaphorical...

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The human synchronized synthetic sympathetic empathy I robot schizophrenic mechanism
My lifelines technological I think therefore I am and showing potential
Experimental experience my influence controls the...

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Love raided the heart

And occupied my mind

There was no chance

But to surrender

For, the love army surrounded the gates

Hopes failed

Wishes shattered

Army encountered

Ceasefire was restored

I began to...

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Another prompt, just another poem,
but are these genuine feelings I'm showing?
I think of past versions of my existence,
changing with each season without resistance.
But now I'm...

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You stood in the dock when the guilty verdict was read out …
Just a spotty youth with a cocky look in your eyes
Now sentenced to...

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I know her routine, she told me today, 
I know what lives in her soul,
I know her small quirk, that she thinks of the most,...

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Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse,
Ran up the clock,
But the crooked little man
In his crooked little house,
Who caught this crooked mouse
After Humpty Dumpty's fall,
Could not prevent...

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