Best Exempt Poems

From my window lofty high
I sit and watch the passersby 
Safely from within the womb
Of this quiet and private room
That's my asylum in the sky
And,...

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From That Dark, Dark Abyss, The Long Black Curtain Rises
 Third poet in my poet dedication series

Part One:
 
Curtain rises and we see as Raven's...

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To the tune of.. “These are a Few of my Favorite Things“.

Bass boomers spreading their mis’ry in traffic
Craving attention and driving me spastic,
Not caring an...

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Among tall weeds are waving tulips, with satin pearls of dew
Blowing trumpets, and brushing grasses, with shades of cheerful tunes
Creating carpets soft and fair, where...

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no one is exempt
from what we leave behind...
not even the earth



[inspired by Dr. Ram Mehta's monoku 'Generosity']...

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Nefarious Spirit

The Human Creature is not exempt
As the nefarious spirit lives within.

Even the saintliest of us all have
A touch of the nefarious within.

My secret is...

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September now having past as October has now arrived
In such a harvest so vast of what has one really derived
For the Harvest is not finished...

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A  Animals other than my kind are
B  Beautiful, loving souls; empathic to their
C  Core and full of absolute
D  Devotion 
E ...

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Babbit’s Sabbath

Sundays still come
  at least once a week
and I look upon them
  as a special treat.
A day set aside
  to give...

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I always said that when I die,
I would love to return as a butterfly.
One with yellow, velvet dominions,
Fragile and lofty pinions.

I confused freedom of flight,
With...

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Jumbled jewels all glisten
Ready for a stint imprisoned
Stuck in setting glory losing
Witness to debauchery and boozing

Bound in filth a nugget found
Pasture yields a bounty fast
Cut...

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No pain no gain in the natural,
No pain unfortunately that’s the way,
Working on biceps, and other muscles,
For physical results. No exempt from life’s 
 Problem...

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I walk in a busy street, happy faces everywhere
Coats buttoned tight against the cold,
Stomachs full, warm shoes on their feet.
They don't know.

My grandparents limped through...

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Last night I dreamt
That the world was all at rest
From vice exempt
Filled with songs of mortals blessed
(Refrain)
And we waltzed to the strains of a song
'Neath...

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**The Mark of the Beast**

The Mark of the Beast
At the end of all time
It is recorded in God’s Word 
A curse for mankind

There will be...

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