Best Deriding Poems

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Both curious and wishing I could meet
this man renowned surrounded by mystique,
I'd wondered if he practiced in deceit,
so there I was to listen to him speak.
How strange the things I’d heard!  What to believe?
He seemed so plain of dress and countenance!
Perhaps because the common...

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The reigning monarch's hammered earth,
my foot upon controlling girth
nature alone encircles worth
as I go on to capture hurt!

Oh stop, the chiding from the Church
the fault deriding my sake's birth
the fool abiding in the lurch
does mock it all, while I research!

Oh stop the hour, but yet...

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I can’t rid of the bags under my eyes
The crowfeet despise, all were lies,
Conjured was an illusion of you
Throughout my groping confusion
evasive, flimsy
A-m-o-r-p-h-i-c, innuendos 
I was subjected to your derision 
dissing me relentlessly
deriding my appearance,
disparaging my intellect
as I stumbled and fell into the abyss 
Mocking...

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Written May 03, 2025, for contest by  Daniel Henry Rodgers

Word count:397 words, Proposed new word: "aspira-fear" mix of fear and hope

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In the quiet arena,
I confront shadows that loom,
What...

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HARMONY 69
The night of twelfth December `69  
knotted together an icy storm wind 
that whipped False bay`s waves 
to white -frilled blankets.
Thunderclaps against primal rocks
resonated through a ghettoe of glowing tents
on a dark, rough ,bushy patch .

Rising plaintively above the din 
of drums and...

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The Creatures had gathered at the usual place
    to hear what the candidates would say.
It was time to embrace who would make their best case
    and so be declared Boss for the day.

They shifted their feet and pawed at...

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Potatoes
drink beer after beer
slouch on couches
formulating bad breath opinions
second guessing
deriding
insinuating
opinionating
whining
baby crying
except for Trump
and variable other
con artists
most
bankrupt
or poor
yet
they know what's best
do this
and don't do that
you are a fool
can you not spell they say
dyslexic millionaires
don't really care
sending poetry into space...

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Part One

Now as I account for myself
I know the fight is over
   You made me feel if I was worth saving
I was worth having
And I knew as the man flattered to grow
    He also learned the crafts of
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The greenness of their tall but human like bodies spoke for them most times when they talked, when they conversed in their Vegril common language, because chlorophyll had been researched as thoroughly as one would guess it ever could be, if inquiry is to be...

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"The Hope Thieves"



Colours change chameleon fast

The Hope Thieves
steal dreams to make up
for their own lost lives and fast-draining
upside-down hour glass pasts

In their hearts a million silent cries
In their minds a million worlds collide

Lost, cunning and sly, they drink up pure essence of Hope and Trust
like...

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On the day that Lord Jesus was crucified
so were two thieves on His left and His right!
One stayed unrepentant right to the very end,
the other did receive new insight!

Now Gestas, 
the one placed to His left,
most defiantly railed out loud-
"If Thou Be Christ Save Thyself...

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III

Kept out
   kept out he was: muzzled and shut out
from mothering social approval
    and the usual conning courtesies

Kept shut
  Involuting in the hippo-lipped paranoïa
from the darling eyes of his deriding kinsfolk
  from packed houses’ applauding mental aneamia.

The touch-me-not
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In Defeating You, I Slay The World You Live In


Stoning you, I slay you , cut into you 
with hatred in my rapid surging heart
Such is very deserved and more is due 
I try to break your body all apart 

As you cry for sweet...

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Baking, broiling, blindingly bright, blistering sun,

Super scorching, sweltering, sizzling sand

The kabob that is my body skewered, searing

Deceptively blue skies devoid of any deliverance

No cavalry of clouds coming to convey compassion

Rising balloon-like bubbles of hot air

Causing distant objects to ripple and dance

Shimmering in the atmospheric boil

Falling...

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