Best Defiance Poems

Ukraine is putting up a brave fight and is not giving in
A two finger salute to that murderer, Vladimar Putin
For eight months now they've held out in their cities 
Dispite missiles, murder, rape and other atrocities. 

Putin thought he had the most powerful and efficient...

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(My Tribute poem, honoring Alfred Noyes....)

Defiance, The Old Gods Fall, And Dark Mortal Reign Begins

Fiery earth, multitude of chasms deep
The gods rose from their long and restless sleep,
Of those few again stirring brave and wise,
Night’s last breath then magnificent sunrise
Invincible new Gods as yet unborn
Quaked...

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I can watch the neighbors from my front porch 
My favorite is a child of barely three
With curls gracing her head in a shining glow of red 
Today I see her bang through her door, hands on her hips

Defiance in her face that you simply...

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From my new blog-8/13/2020
My Tribute Poem, honoring Alfred Noyes....


Defiance, The Gods Fall, And Mortal Reign Begins

Fiery earth, multitude of chasms deep
The gods rose from their long and restless sleep,
Of those few again stirring brave and wise,
Night’s last breath then magnificent sunrise
Invincible new Gods as yet...

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Punishing for revenge,
could this occur to natural systems
without capacity to imagine alternative futures?

Punishing others for their defiant behavior,
actions and words stronger than ignorantly ignoring,
bolder than merely angry with Other 
and our defenseless selves

But how much more
to accurately measure fair consequences
for words of anger
compared to more...

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When she stepped out of the shower
In pale wet skin
And splendor

She wore water like a queenly robe
Dripping breasts 
Made of gold and treasure

Such beauty deserved 
To be inscribed
Something no man should forget

In case I couldn’t memorize the bite of her
Kiss
The trembling release of her depth...

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When dark, depressing moods consume the joys
     of living, we shrink from the world of men
and act like children with their gloomy toys;
     we recall a time when this has not been.
O Melancholy, how you daunt us...

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The Jewish brothers in Defiance were definitely tough.
One wanted to kill many Germans, the other to save many Jews.
The German soldiers were expendable, unmarried, unremarkable.
Each little death was very little, a little spittle in a big wind.

Fast forward to my friend's son's bar mitzvah or...

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Mankind, I fear is losing
Its leaders, know not shame
They cast aside the helpless
The hopeless and the maimed
Their lawyers speak to justify
Their evil, soulless deeds
The lowly, all but crucified
Unheard, their childrens needs

Beaten, bruised and broken
We’ve thread our Trail of Tears
There’s nothing stood before us now
No greater...

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So discouraged by my failures that surely displease;
the harder I try, the more they seem to increase.

I lay break on break, dripping with sweat;
some days I restart with another mindset.
 
I can't give up and despite the daily hardships;
I've faith that this dream won't turn...

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Never did like beer she said
but I always wind up in bed with beer drinkers
Her final objective was 
to find love 

The objective in Life, she thought, is to find Love
If you find someone who is truthful and honest
then Love may be within your grasp
If...

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The lost tree of life
Perches proudly in the desert -
Surviving malice....

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and lastly I'd like to thank my agent
Shifty Placard unkempt as they come
nutty as squirrel cheeks at the Ritz
a little like Santa Claus and Nero
Shifty made me walk the line
between the rolling green hills of home 
and a great vacuuming nothingness
made me grow extra fingers...

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The poison has been applied again,
the blade has cut deep,
Each branch is gnarled;
my leaves are few,

my thorns grow large,
my flowers small,
So what if I am the weed?
The uncultured peasant,

the bastard flower. 
Do you blame me for
Cursing at the rose, or
Whining about the Iris,

Shadowing above the...

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With hair ablaze
a jester unconfined.
I scoffed at the mundane 
its life declined.
My wardrobe 
a riot
a rhapsody bold.
Mismatched socks my standard 
stories untold.

In classrooms of tedium 
rules I'd defy
Grasping forbidden knowledge 
'neath watchful sky.
Craving for wisdom in 
esoteric wells.
Chased squirrels with saws 
casting fanciful spells!

Detentions for...

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