Best Deserting Poems

My spirit flew away to far off lands,
travelling over hills and vales, 
o'er seas and deserts dry,
until it arrived high 
on a cold chain of ridges,
where soft winds caressed my face,
freshness embalmed my inner self.
 
Perhaps that's why I saw her there, alone
lying on her...

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“Her Ever Changing Moods, the Rapture Reprising”

Lavender seduces symmetry  
in her ever changing moods
slips into something more comfortable

a swollen tangerine sky 
moves its tongue over 
the blues of her violet harbour 

calling the siren home 
through ultramarine waves gone all
rippling golden roses mulberry wine

diaphanous...

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(Boo Hoo Politics was Written following the Brexit and Trump
votes as an observation and not a political declaration.
A few years out of date now but perhaps still fresh
Enough to share)


Boo Hoo Politics


What ever happened to fait acomplie?
Election refuted, result cannot be
Decision disputed, outcome denied
Because tis...

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He said he needed to freely roam, so on a ship he set sail.
He embraced the sea, deserting me. My one love bid me farewell.

He said he needed to feel the wind caress his face till day was done.
Deserting me, he embraced the sea and...

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Over streams
or above deep ravines,
they cling to the earth that supports them.

Having borne years of burdens, their bones are cracking;
the splintery skin of their once-strong arms now rots.
Threatened by footsteps - though few - they groan. . . .

for time is deserting
old bridges.

(Not in a...

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Where do we come in
					in medias res  not knowing nor caring when
doesn’t everybody pine being number one we leave behind our lives in pages  pictures  or else make for images of what we saw dreamt of as part of our lives in...

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    There sat in opulent xanadu, the 
 demagogue of empirical hedonism, 
his granary once fuelled regal reign of epicureanism:

gregarious, restive, much-awaited successor of imperial dominion, 
neurotic, obstinate, was the cynosure of cynicism. 

The eldest child of Duke and Dutchess of York,...

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No more tears, no more fears.
No more dieing, no more crying.
No more trying, no more failing.
No more dealing with or feeling,
No more pain!


                  No more striving, no more...

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I wish I was more of a fool, 
Whose only happiness is to make folly my desires;
Nonsense to which I assented my ego, 
To err the only decency I fondled.

I wish I was more of a coward, 
Whose only dismay is I myself being a...

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Sometimes I wish I could hold back my tears.
Like when I get hurt by someone dear
or when there's no one near 
to comfort my fears.
Can't hold back my tears
when that miracle happens 
and my heart is filled with joy 
and I'm overwhelmed.
My very soul fills...

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You messed around 
and married a real 
"pain-in-the butt" man 

known throughout the land 
for ripping
burning 
completely deserting 
then leaving 
women hurting

his only claim to fame 
is over reacting 
and lacking class
a self-proclaimed pain in the ass
a crook with line 
and hook to cast 

things...

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TRANSLATION:   White sheep is deemed to be spotless
                        and blameless which depicts holiness.
       ...

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Where have you been? I’ve worried so.
I feared to leave the nest.
That Mr. Crow was hanging round.
You know he’s such a pest

He taunted me and said that you
were a bold philanderer
and that you’d be deserting me
and running off with her.

I know what he was doing,
just...

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A Hallows Eve of trick or treating, elaborate costumes, candy eating,
       Lantern’s dimming upon nightfall, locked doors marks next year’s meeting.

My recalling of my day and for the next is what to come, 
	I clean up the dirty dishes...

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Vacant
Stripped of substance
Deserting enshrined space
Emptiness naps upon cobwebs
Unused...

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