Best Digression Poems

Progression Digression




We forge ahead little by little
We accelerate the moderninities of life
We call it progress...

    but what are we progressing towards?
      to do what is right?
        to an easier life?
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Russian melodies are 
haunting 
       The USSR has 
faded into dust
       The menorah lights 
shine as usual 
     but tiimes have 
certainly changed
    As Tolkien pointed...

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The rez
        the years 
Where is she and
what happened to her?
   I agree she is not Lumbee
the bastards have been defeated...

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Elegant smiles concealing the pain, 
limping wise men refusing the cane, 
sinister soldiers surprising their shame. 
Priceless pawns purged into war, but in vain, 
for the fall of the king marks the start of a new game. 
  
My path is different, I will...

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Dance

Yet we didn't fall off
The earth still spherical 
Killing me with magic 
Vibes to show you off 
Should you be cynical 
It's allergic

A move always lasts too
Allow it to flow through your blood
The reverberation supersedes the soul 
Step one,step two
And you are lost to the...

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1066
Sad day on Senlac Hill.
King Harald takes an arrow 
Through his royal eye.
And that Norman bastard,
Duke William, steals his crown.
Though it’s embroidery, 
Not tapestry, tells the tale,
He finds himself the king of all he sees.

1297
Lord Warden of the March.
His bones well-sheathed 
In tightly leathered muscle,
He...

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I'm not a friend of poverty,
              I actually perceive  it's a mockery...
              But I'm a friend of the...

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Poetry is as works of art 
Masterpieces or paintings 
Exceeding exponentially esthetically 
not slight or slanting. It says hello
And mon amour at the same time 
How do you do and I love you
Combined this direction is my
Trajectory. Do roses always bloom?
 Forgive my digression. Back...

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Just a pinpoint of
light 
    in the darkness
    only a gust of wind 
We pass green
    meadows
and taste the 
    cool waters 
of the river
    of life
Yet the ground 
...

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