Best Duplex Poems

You trod
over
frosted 
farmland
upon
your brow
was ice
and I
felt your
mind and 
knew your
heart and
that was
a sad
device

Smoked out
your life
widowed
your wife
you'll not
have that
daughter
fair nor 
dark haired
son to
toss up
midair

I dropped
you there
from...

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An Honest Man

Christmas
Eve and
he is
rushing
home with
gifts for
his wife
in bad
traffic.

He texts
“Dying
to get
home.” Then
nothing.

His wife,
not far
away,
and some
minutes
later,
can hear
sirens.

He was
always
true to
his word.

For Jan's Duplex Form Contest: 2 syllables...

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We had the sun

We had 
the sun
when our 
love was 
brand new
When each 
day was 
a dream,
when you 
cherished 
the view

Then came 
the rain,
when my...

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Alone
Couple
A crowd
Seasons
One hand
Sextet
Sin count
Octave
Cat lives
Two hands
Sports team
Dozen
Bad luck
Fortnight
XV
Grown up
Haiku
Golf holes
'nam age
One score



(7th December 2016 - entry to "duplex" contest)

Note: The 'nam reference was a bit...

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And here
we are
again,
my love,
under
one more
bullock
cart night,
devoid 
of care,
ageless
in joy.

Clingy
as sand
are the
actions
of past.
Forgive,
my love,
forget
as well,
devoid
of care,
ageless
in joy.

For long
had I
raged and
hated
the tide
that took
you far
adrift.
But now,
my love,
I know
by...

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Tale of Two Citizens

The pair of bi-sexual two-timing women left the duplex, too drunk to board the Twin Cities 2:22 .

Double crossed on the two...

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Blarney 

Recall
With me
A time
Long passed...
Back when
Dragons'
Fame was
Ablaze ...
Knights would 
Slay them. 
Dwarves would
Cheat them. 

No one
Loved a 
Dragon. 

Gossip 
Spewed out
Far and
Swiftly;
Bounties 
On their
Heads were
Posted....

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(Dianna-Marie was born in 1979) 

Twenty years old and married to my best friend
 I lived upstairs my parents in a duplex on St. Michel...

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Global communities becoming small towns of a city
Long before now, the world is just a set up of different geographies
Occupation of adopted ways continues its...

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Unique: I need someone to hold me and tell
me it's alright.
I need someone to hold my hands and feel
my pain.
I need someone to kiss away...

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Wedding Day

I can say that I had a bit of a headache.
We should have had more drinkers 
If we planned to float the keg.
I left...

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Owned by a soul which is but a mirror with numerous cracks
producing adulterated words and staged expressions
transparency has been given numerous stretch marks
from its tongue...

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The Serial Killer  (Duplex)

Daily 
he waits
for night
to come
and then,
shrouded
in pitch
darkness
or pale
moonlight,
he goes
in search
of prey
striking
swiftly
without
mercy.

His needs
appeased,
the great
horned owl
puts his
conscience
to rest.
Remorse?
He does
not give
a hoot.

- - -...

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Chateau Pl

A sleep walk guided by reflections
Although somethings were real
Not the front entry way
Or the stair case
Or the garage for that matter
Scrubbed and alcohol swabbed...

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