Best Dismissal Poems

Where do you come from, vacant-eyed
hag, and where do you go from here?
Witching your way from border to bay,
who will your mumbling hear?

The babe in the bower is safe for an hour
while you intone your hideous cries;
the man in the wood not even you could
harm...

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Death’s Dismissal


I have seen death
masquerading in its many faces,
the fear of those holding numbers,
the agony of those not.  Stared into
the dimly fading headlights of the
passing vehicle, slowing as the vision
dimmed, the agony increased.

I have seen death
take the unsuspecting in an instant,
snatch the breath of...

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Yesterday, on the 20th of March 2016 on the BBC,
On The Andrew Marr Show about politics weekly,
I did see Ian Duncan-Smith, government member,
Say something that upset me, I do remember.

“I am not morality, I leave that to church men.” 
But can't anyone decide what makes...

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I am sitting here alone,
I look around and I see:
The couches you wanted to be here,
Brown leather, brownish auburn leather,
Couches made of a football dream,
Shattered, or a football dream
Imagined;
I see a misplaced shelf, 
Once towering over my desk and a dream of togetherness.
I look some...

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Alone I enter my dim empty house and mourn our slain president

Monoku
Written 2/15/22...

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Ah, Inhale life
onto the paper I shall write
Be it dark or be it light 
while the inner fire’s burning;
now the wheels shall be turning

It feels just right
It flows so freely
out of the depths of me 

This ambitious attraction 
to cascade and spill, 
and all the...

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Paradoxes

Are stories with

 Responses of

Disbelief..or a 

Certain immediate

And quiet resonance

Which cannot be 

Explained..

Nevertheless...

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We stand outside, in heat or cold 
And one by one, each class
Is marched outside to reunite
With we who wait, en masse.

The teachers watch to match each child 
With parent, sitter or
A nana or a grandpa
Huddled near the exit door.

The children run to give a...

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Oh the days ,where uncertainty fears
Now a golden crops field I will make over your chest
thousands mile long that the row ,
So need not it wait for tomorrow 
Long walk and long rest ,after where will we be!
I will husk beneath the rays of autumn...

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