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Best Fief Poems


Premium Member I Turn You Into Poems
In fact, at first, 
By fiction’s thirst,
To thrust my sight in curse,
‘Tween nurse and verse,
For better, for worse,
At least I can rehearse.

Before the former:
A stench in fallacy’s flame,
Neurosis is but a game. 
After all the latter’s the same:
Whether I meld or maim. 

When the flames...

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Categories: fief, myth, nature, poems, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Case of Folios
Beard or bard? queried chief counsel, The Spit. 
Bared wit: "alike drunkn greif".
Berkspeller loose in the fief!
Beware, none sings from his lIEf......

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Categories: fief, humorous, language, perspective, poets,
Form: Englyn
Toyshop Window Gazing
TOYSHOP WINDOW GAZING

A wooden castle with windows and a drawbridge wide
Which could hold a regiment of toy soldiers inside
And a turret with a big red dome  -
No point in even asking to take it home

Then, each time we passed the toy shop
I just had...

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Categories: fief, childhood,
Form: Imagism

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Limerick Crochetes: Once Tamil Promotion Director
Limerick crochetés: Once Tamil Promotion Director

Once Tamil Promotion Director
Excised wise Japanese co-founder
Called him names like rogue thief
Set himself up as Chief
All Dravidian Tamil Editor

He posed as the Royal Ancestor
Even of the Chola* Emperor
Slave-drove workers in fief
Used savants make belief
Such the Tamil Highness Publisher

He caged talents...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: fief, character, integrity, motivation, pride,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse
War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price o’ life.
Famine comes upon black horse 
fillin the gullet o’ Deaythe’s strife.

War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price o’ life
Power swings War’s blood red swuird
the weak an’ the old suffice.

War is just...

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Categories: fief, death, life, loss, naturehorse,
Form: Quatrain
My Abuser Raves
It was a small school community, 
Close and cliquish, but a special one,
For physically disabled people, kids,
And so sometimes it was fun.

But we were paired informally, by the school’s ethos done,  
For those serious friendship conversations;
About disability and our societal position,
And for considering what...

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Categories: fief, bullying, child abuse, childhood,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Bread
Hailed through the ages as the staff of life,
It takes many forms in each town and fief.
There's white bread and brown bread, biscuits and scones,
And hoe cakes and muffins, crescents and corn pone.

When setting a table, with china, replete,
Without buns or rolls it's just not...

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© Judy Ball  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: fief, food,
Form: Quatrain
The River
A river dividing two disparate lands, 
Perspectives so contrasting, separate they stand: 
A physical land, full of logic and sense, 
And one metaphysically deep and intense.
	
The domain of one, with logic infused, 
Acknowledges facts scientifically proved.
The world thus supported is solid and sure
Enriching, evolving a...

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Categories: fief, magic, philosophy, science, wisdom,
Form: Didactic
Pandora Seated At Wrigley Field
(Poetry) let it thicken as it stands.

Let it be beautiful, unharnessed verbal rage or 
song or deed, or graven image set in stone, where 
walls fell around some demagouge in 
some ill-remembered time. 

$IN

In our arrogance we place this 
joyous thing in 

chain$

We seek to...

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Categories: fief, hope
Form: Free verse
The Artiste
I am The Artiste. 

I draws lines by cutting carcasses, among other things.

I am the crazed dancer, down pouring a diaspora of red essence and entrails as I sporadically spin.

I am the antagonist; the anti-hero jester with a ricin covered knife.

It’s poisoned point thrusted through...

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Categories: fief, anger, conflict, creation, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Autumn Colors
AUTUMN    COLORS


Trees, and endless squadrons of their fellows,       
In full dress with their medals, reds and yellows: 
An army in bronze and topaz uniform,
Ready and waiting for orders to fall in and conform; 
And in fall...

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Categories: fief, allegory, nature, seasons,
Form: Couplet
Largesse For the Loyalist: the Dangers of a World Adrift In Avarice
Here is the secret monologue of many:

"I am loyal, a servant most true!
That is until...I am not paid in full,
Then I turn to tattle, and to trash
Your trust with treason, high and foul!
As dreaded foes tread freely upon you,
I will make merry in your misery!"

"You...

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Categories: fief, betrayal, peace, people, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Cobain's Hard On
A poet of the troubled soul
A life on who the devil took his toll
A happy bouncing bundle of joy
Who turned into an angry stepson boy
Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? 
And always will until the end? 
Ma hates pa and pa hates ma
Everyone's sad,...

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Categories: fief, anxiety, art,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Fowr Horsemen of the Apocalypse
War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price of life.
Famine’s black horse 
fills the gullet of Deaythe’s strife.

War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price of life
Power swings Wars red sword
the weak an’ young suffice.

War is just a means tae a’...

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Categories: fief, death, life, warhorse,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Bread
Hailed through the ages as the staff of life,
It takes many forms in each town and fief.
There's white bread and brown bread, biscuits and scones,
And hoe cakes and muffins, crescents and corn pone.

When setting a table with china replete,
Without buns or rolls it's just not...

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© Judy Ball  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: fief, life,
Form: Quatrain

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry