Best Exact Poems
The crepuscular radiant sun rays
are being subdued by penumbra
to conceal their exuberant image
that still is seen in halcyon glory;
it vows the envious meadows draped in daisies
that are incapable of absorbing all of the opulent
shades of the sky emitting glares of fading radiance.
Many desultory thoughts of an unapproved theory
viciously battle in the mind of the cynical,
who hears the sonorous song of the perched
grey thrushes which glorify God with notes;
nothing he sees is neither persuasive nor visceral.
Why is Man so stubborn in his belief,
so tormented by feelings of jealousy
towards Him who gave everything
freely? He rejects His gift assuming
an appearance of invincibility,
a self-made image of divinity...
the exact embodiment of Lucifer.
Written on 2/ 1/2016
stacked certificates of printed births.
ink stamped little feet on four by eight cards.
such near relatives returning to
golden crayan bethel's.
exact paper portraits....
such exact paper portraits....
when exacting paper portraits...….
now they say god has hands so he too
i suppose can be forgiven at times.
they say a life can
be measured in judicial lengths.
tiny lives beginning at one end
catalogued at another.
corners glissening.....
in time there will be a coffee stain
and wrinkles along the edges.
all collected ornately and catalogued
by a very old god.
Form:
Higher power
Hire power
Lost jobs
Job lost
Feet stink
Stinking feats
Their strength
Strong there
Here dogs
Dogs hear
High wave
Wave Hi!
Form:
Exact Precise Right Word
Yes, it surely is your and my number;
No matter where we sleep or slumber
Poems of ours are about to spring forth
From either East, West. South or North.
Our each and every poem still share;
All of them are beyond compare;
From their beginning to very end
Into state of ecstasy they will send.
Although abnormal we both may be
With each other always will agree
In one more thought it has occurred
We ended up with exact precise, right word.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com
It would be odd
but somehow comforting
knowing the exact moment
when I die
yet live on.
No, not a resurrection
or reincarnation,
but rather a destruction
of the facades I live behind.
Do you think what I see
in another’s eyes is real?
Or In the mirror each morning?
Do you believe that what
others see of me is the truth?
The answers are always “no.”
I am made of reference to myself.
I keep my true self from myself,
not even knowing who I am
until I am “in extremis,”
when I act without regard or filter,
when hard pain
or the pain of others
or death
or birth
or joy
or deep love
or touching God,
as did St. Joan inside the fire,
strips away vestiges of my last defenses.
I think about this:
To have a film,
made by some cosmic cinematographer,
capturing the instant
of subtraction of all my masks,
to be able to relive the moment
they are stripped from me,
to see the eyes that see me,
to see me,
to see it happen,
to know when it’s done.
We will always be together telling the other secrets of the past.
Looking out for another like a hawk, making sure that the other isn’t in harms way.
Falling in and out of love like clock work with the other, right beside with a shoulder to
cry on.
Always being there to give advice, and see if it actually works for the best.
Being there for one another with open arms, and a smile that could chase away the darkest
cloud.
With our bond we are like sisters, twins to be exact.
We do the same things, we say the same words.
We finish each others sentences.
Having a good time wherever we go.
Laughing and making mischief.
Though we may not look alike on the outside and we’re not really related, in out hearts we
know who we are and why we found each other.
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Ever want to hire an extra pair of helping hands
Prices are higher now than ever before.
Should/will we accept the government's laws?
Protest loudly except for the creation of jobs we will all be in poverty.
Less than ten years time offer ideas for a better tomorrow.
We all want zesty thyme, oregono, basil etc. on our foods
Passion in our feats, wisdom in our minds
Family around our feet and passionate kisses at night
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May need some work~~~
React To An Exact Fact
Are many ways we can react,
To sound and presence of a fact,
You have found and about read.
Cover from it you should shed
Easier will be to end up exact.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Her portrait so stunning,
every detail exact,
soft hair of silk,
cascading in black.
Skin so soft,
as a butterfly wings,
satin, and pure,
among other things.
Lips of perfection,
that touch, and tease,
the artist a master,
with a desire to please.
Love is in bloom,
oils now flow,
upon his canvas,
her image, forever more..
My son is an exact duplicate of me
In all respects born under the same tree
He's a bit more extreme
Owns a bigger dream
But really quite similar way down deep
T-he
H-eart's
E-xact
R-hythm
E-xpresses
S-weet
A-ffection
A-nd
N-ot
N-egative
M-otion
O-f
O-ne's
R-aging
E-motion
Topic: Poetess (Theresa Ann Moore)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-essages
A-re
R-emembering
Y-our
A-nnual
N-atal
N-iceness
F-inding
E-xact
L-ines
I-n
P-roper
E-xpression
Topic: Birthday of Mary Ann Felipe (January 22)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
An Exact Fact Will Enact
was part of an act
so exact fact must enact
and remain intact
Jim Horn
R-esearch
O-n
D-efinite
E-xact
R-eality
I-s
C-omplete
K-nowledge
P-rocess
A-s
S-ystematic
C-heck
U-ses
A-ccurate
L-earning
Topic: Birthday of Roderick G. Pascual (May 28)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
D-o write the exact sentence,
H-iding not a single word;
A-im to show the statement,
I-f the line is actually heard.
E-agerly tell the exact sentence,
S-o the truth will not be twisted;
G-ive the particular fact,
U-se not the lies from evil head.
E-arly twenty-sixth of November,
R-eport the event in good sense;
R-ead first to fully understand,
A-im to say the exact sentence.