Best Dubiously Poems

Intentionally deceived by those that augmented dubiously.
An Innocence killed by lies that seemed real.
Now, what a heart should feel is controlled by strength of will.
Entombed down deep inside a garnet red does hide.
Tossed away, you lost, I'm afraid....

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My inner voice calm, looks for compassion.
   To give encouragement, it comes from within.
I look for honesty as my eyes turn inside-out.
   Always searching to bend nettles and thorns
   into a perspicacious light, intricacy of lace —
intimate in the...

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One day, little Red Riding Hood’s mother told her to deliver a basket of food to her elder grandmother. 
She told Red not to talk to any strangers and to stay on the path to old grandmother’s house. 
Little Red concurred,
and left hastily. 

Not long...

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We are all going to celebrate the jubilee!
Buzzed the over dubiously excited bumblebee.
Do we have to pay in pollen? Is there a fee?
Asked his cousin Jeremy who almost dropped his tea.

Will of course we do pay, there is a tiny little fee.
Said the enthusiastic bumblebee....

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Life as a poet was never my chosen profession or vocation
Nor do I aspire to wear a crown in ceremonial coronation
but I am grateful for comments with sincere appreciation
My capricious muse and I conferred, and after deliberation
we offer you a list of poetry resolutions, with...

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Savvy scientists scoff at the soul:
Can't poke it, prod it, pinch it, probe it
  ~ and clearly can't claim to contemplate...

an empirical, egg-headed, experimental
all-enveloping ecstasy of erudite exactitude
elegantly and eloquently embossed, embedded
  ~ in its entropy of effervescing exegesis.
 
Whereas  

I know...

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Autumn In The Air - Hooray

Respite from punishing 
     heat wave - yay
which above line,
     could "speak" volumes,
     and be a stand alone poem
     offering readers
   ...

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As I sat in Sunday school stupor that morning. 
I thought without thinking this day was no different. 
The sun hurt my eyes as I gazed at the window. 		
My thoughts were diffused by four conversations. 
Each one was mundane in their orientation.  
Although...

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We were both young, carefree, so innocent
   Dreams never simpler
   Life's fruits tastier
Teenage love just one big experiment 
   Life a fantasy 
   Feeling fancy free
Uncontrollable hankering for fusion
Swept up in a fiery whirl of confusion
 ...

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Carl Koontz

1892-1915

Mister Gregg was standing atop my grounded skull,

And so was Mister White,

And the reticent county coroner.

And inexplicably,

They directed two men in blue overalls

To dig up my decomposed body that day.

I must say, the sounds of those slicing shovels,

Upending the dirt of my final destination,

Here...

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She speaks with her nose opened wide
Like that of  Queen  Elizabeth the none
From the fringe of the nose
She speaks very fluently 
Chewing Queen’s language
With her head high up	
She must have been an “Americana”
No! Briton, I mean
Chorused the mouth of many.
	
Yet she was not...

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My dubiously protagonist Self
outgrows toward a co-invested
cooperative
co-governing center

A core UnWhite House communication center
Tao training for sacred positive
and trauma negation memories

Into ecologically
and economically
Right whole open
PanenTheistic MacroEconomic Intelligence

Amping up
co-relational win/win choices
through unconditional regard
of global
inside/outside co-discernment
voiced human choices

Ego AnthroPrivileged
by secularizing LeftHemisphere
health and safety cooperative wants
evolving old tired competitive...

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darling dimpled dervishes
dancing delightfully 
ghouls goblins gargoyles
gabbing, grabbing, ghosting,
witches wearing weaves,
wistfully watching watchers
dust of night brings Halloween
Outstanding orange ovarian owls 
studiously studying steeples,
betting bulbous bats below 
will wind-fly down, betwixt and between.
jealously juicing, joyously jeering
Dubiously doubting daring dust of the night....

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Sweaty Palms – Chronic Woe Renders...
Po' Whet Tick Dampened Curse = A
Worse Fate Than Death!

...of Google I now know sweaty 
palms sports dignified name 
known as palmar hyperhidrosis. 
Here all along (meaning major 
of my roam'n LIX chronological 

hash tagged linkedin orbitz), this 
plague constitutes...

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It’s Sunday morning, my watch shows that it’s 33° and 5:58 am. Surprisingly, half of us are up and motile. My excuse is that I’m scheduled to volunteer at the hospital this morning. 
Leong just came up from the basement fitness center, she’s all sweaty....

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