Best Defunct Poems

...Saturday Night...
You’re here, in the flesh; tall and handsome, where nothing stands between us
but our breaths... softly, yet eagerly exchanging warm, casual greetings 
Tonight, in the ab......

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...I was a man, a cold blooded drunk, as they come.
I lived my whole life in a little house on my dad’s farm.
A broke hustler with a defunct bank account,
My career's future was always in doubt.
I m......

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...No longer submerged in seduction of a lover's tongue
left hanging out where no word is sung
defunct of function or fancy form 
lost are the layers gradually getting you warm

Here and now before......

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...It was summer time, a time for planting and reaping 
and when it came to my dad well he could make that garden sing 
He spent hours nurturing his plum tomatoes, while I his offspring
could only ad......

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...Written: September 19, 2023
Mocking The Dead Poetry Contest           Sponsored by: Silent One 
"Do not be afraid of death. Death transforms to something wider. Death is where it all......

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...Here I stand alone upon this stage,
You prance and mock, a beast to test,
This night, ordeal, more like all the rest.
Your burnt out eyes; defunct yet full of rage.

I use your words, as fodder ......

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...Most are related to shipwrecked ghosts,
accomplices of my blood
that can still be found
in geographically scattered albums.

When there were cities to occupy,
they lived one level below expecta......

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...Grammar Series
SECOND CONDITIONAL

If I were a gambling man as my sin;
(I confess an occasional flutter)
Then if I had an acceptable win,
 I would buy myself some new schmutter *

Note: it wo......

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...Introduction..  An excerpt from a speech by Mr Keith Campbell 1969,  On the need of a referendum on joining the 'common market' the people are discussing it up and down
the land every day, they want......

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...Ice King
By Karl Marszalowicz

Null in the numbness
Defunct system collapsing
His blight in my hand

Abuses don't melt
Reliving a time of need
Cold words blistered me      
 
Crying icicles
Shatterin......

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...
“The Great Riddle” 

Humanism became a new religion
in a world where romancing gods
at war sanctifying acts of violence

for their own levels of commandments,
became defu......

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...Once, the fairy tale vein do I embrace, 
once upon a time
in the past not mnemonically distant,
were we the two poles of a magnet-
if you be the South,
me the North Pole.

If I be a flying mat......

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...ADRIFT
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Swallowed by waves
Intensely waged in war
A mariner swims seized
In anarchic zones

Colliding crests of clear 
Currents clash/clutch
Shifting and drifting it 
Further fro......

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...Orphic consecration, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Dédicade d’Orphée by T. Wignesan

Here am I back from the other dubious bank
where Orpheus’s abandonned lyre laments
the wind down there f......

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...They are on the verge of extinction
Now in reading them there is no fun
Electronic media rendered them redundant
Yellow journalism made them defunct
Like a beggar they hanker after ad
Their glam......

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