Best Despoiled Poems

The Fall of The Winter King    

He had risen to power
fueled by a vicious and ruthless determination
to reclaim a lost throne.

His tactics...

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My pulse is weak; it flutters while I plead
for air to give my lungs a chance to breathe.
Abuse must stop, or soon my heart will...

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I've written of longing and pensive fears,
of sorrow, pain and my ravished emotions.
Tomes of poetry are an expose' of my soul
before my pen ran dry...

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Hollow Justice


Justice called the role
not seeking innocence
but truth

beauty stood before the bench
accused of wilting flowers,
faded hues, dimming rainbows

purity stood guiltily
head bowed, besmirched,
despoiled by innuendo

pride stood...

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We cannot tame a raging storm, so with patience, 
we must wait for the calm.          ~...

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You always tell me how much you love my poetry
but is that the only reason you feel drawn to me?
I write Sonnets filled with love...

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She ran away,
Into the night,
Alone and sad.

They saw her,
Watched, then approached,
Offered her kindness.

She felt safe,
With innocent trust
She accepted friendship,
Went with them,
Believed in goodness.

They beat her.
Force...

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Neath shimmered strings of starlight’s breeze, crepuscular in night
on trodden soil he lay with slumbered eyes.
Lashed to oak, his chestnut mare in dream just out...

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Beside the busy highway,
In the bushes there lay supine’
A despoiled corpse of a splendid damsel,
Scratched, bruised and all nailed,
Her cheeks bore   the prints...

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Rondelet: Yang be evil

  for the continuously raped and hidden
     minors of India

Yang be evil
Yin acts with rash impunity 
Yang...

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The iron men march on
Rending the earth from the sky
Landscape despoiled...

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AN UGLY VISITOR, CORONA VIRUS

We have an ugly visitor;
Corona Virus is his name.
He's prowling like a predator
With an aim to devour or maim.

He disregards every...

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What i see is light
in this world of darkness.
what i find is glow
in this land of gloom.
what i feel is warmth
in this place of cold.

with...

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MY CAR MY BUCOLIC.
    
 The speed of my automobile exclusively,
 Depends on the wheelman which earth born, 
 Crave where the...

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For those of you who aren't from the UK, and may not be aware, it was Guy Fawkes night a couple of weeks ago. It...

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