Best Executes Poems

The story behind this poem
The curiosity of many of my readers (many of them women) was excited in my previous poem ‘Passion in Black and White’ POTD 6 March. They wanted to know more about the ‘Magical Tree’ and Café’ in the poem. 

This is...

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King Vlad Redux – Second Cold War

Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin’s grimy fingerprints on current history
are for him nothing to gloat about—au contraire I say emphatically:
His actions bespeak one who’s not an architect for peace—not at all,
rather a quite deceitful dictator and a harbinger of a Second...

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as midnight strikes
Count Dracula
sweeps across the floor
his piercing onyx eyes
locked on his prey
executes with artful grace
his macabre dance seduction

in one captivating swoop
charming the panting victim
she offers it up
as he sinks his teeth
siphoning  from the porcelain neck
her ruby essence



AP: 3rd place 2020

Posted on October 13,...

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Fifty years, boy and man, I’ve been a Sooners fan;
And watched thousands of recruits try to make my Sooners Team.
Often, I’ve enviously wondered what it must be like
To be a touted Sooners recruit, living out his dream.

He’d had a great career through high school;
Made good...

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Alley dog who models matted coat,
Incensing clothiers at Fifth and Main--
You have no proof you are a legal dog.

One day you knew the power that you are.
Beneath a stack of cast off tires you saw,
You felt, you tasted in a dumpster's steam. 

So now you...

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Othello was in heat of passion’s fire
Being truly locked in love with his desire.
Seeing Desdemona gave the Moor new life,
Eloping in the night to make her wife.
Soon Iago executes a devious plan.
So, Othello will think Cassio’s his wife's man.
In Othello’s eyes, she was a worthless...

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Once there was a man called Hitler, the good
“Shape-up or die” his great ethics for good
Remove inhibitions by exposing to light
Fire shyness and inferior thinking out
Bloody this Hitler executes dull minds! Good....

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An insane System by any other name
Should still be considered simply insane

A prison by any other name
Could well be the throne 
Of a primitivist's brain

A lifestyle by any other name
Would prefer to be called a "subculture"

A truth by any other name
May well be an early...

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The story of the thirsty crow,
heard during  school days as we grew...
How best in it its wisdom used,
to quench its thirst that summer day
An efficient use of available resource,
to realise a fruitful purpose..
A display of prowess in its fullest sheen,
a situational managerial skill !

Relating...

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He’s called the Eulogizer
He reluctantly accepts this moniker as our elder
A name for which he feels disdain 
Since it conjures memories of unspeakable pain
 
He's lost a father, mother, sister and son
His nights sleepless realizing his duty is not yet done

I sit among those assembled,...

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Once there was a man called Kingston lovemad
 to get things his way executes a strategy. no mad!
fags chain, bangs table, wall 
and what not! Shouts all,
bloody this “mad man strategy” often yields. Love mad!...

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Slither, slither, show the way, water moving faster still
Never ever going backwards, only flowing down the hill
Water flowing down a river passing over rocks and earth
Slowly gliding to the ocean from the reservoir of birth
Water’s Birth is at the peak and Water’s death is at...

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Aye, what a revolution in red and orange against the
venom of society and culture
With the flowers of right palm though a gesture of dance
in fact covers her tears
A story of blue tension and deep emotion in red flamenco
so flamboyantly executes the dancer
The crimson movement of...

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From the city of lights, to many souls depart.
Evil entered their lives, pierced their innocent heart.
Left many to weep.
Along abandon streets flooded by soldier's boots,
searching for death that lingers and executes.
Shall we rise or sleep?

Will silent fear become a coat we come to wear?
Will our...

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(An Addingham Poem)

With the strength of
gentleness, sparrows make love
upon the windowsill,
frigid glass pane pulsates
within the pageant of nature,
numerous battle scared plumage
float wanting, towards earthly cracks
that conceals another world, where
rain and sleet beat down a
forest of subversive weeds,
if only to perjure
hope and fortitude.
The wind! Screams imperfections,
orchestrates...

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