Best Forgoing Poems

Anger flies with swift wings
As tedious pleas for more time reverberate through his mind
He is the servant of Time- yet takes the blame
When her clawed hand unwinds the clock
He, the sovereign of the dark, the one and only truth!
Is at the front of the onslaught...

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No one faces lost love rationally,
forgoing all their romantic notions.
For confusion confounds reality,
when running a gauntlet of emotions.

Doubt anonymously attacks with guile,
its impact devastating to dreamers.
And fears flourish on the remains of trust,
disrupting slumber with nightmare screamers.

You've been fed a concoction of lies,
a highly emotional...

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When the snout of lush abundance is full and flowing,
when all prey and creature-kind spill upon the verdant swards,
then it is that I worry night and day,
for the stoat, fox and hawk are at work,
they scythe in the whelm and nimiety, they hack and harrow.

The...

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Preface preceding promiscuous philandering peccadillos
undermining energy and time not spent with missus
and mother of our precious progeny,
whereby, yours truly sought, (somewhat assertively, modestly,
and zestfully) to elicit – illicit prurient heterosexual predilections
before dark shadow of guilt crept along edge of consciousness
straining outer limits of twilight erogenous...

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In Galilee, his voice was heard.
In Nazareth, he rested his spirit.
Cana is where he was first miraculous.
In Galilee, the crowds were like a flock of sheep.
But his crucifixion in Judea defeated their image.
My beloved Jesus knew his faith.
At the last supper, he told his disciples...

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Exploring the suburbs at Melbourne
Glad are the late nights’ burnt

Bustling Bourke Street Mall
Epitome of a retail therapy’s call

The archaic Flinder’s Station
Scheduling warrants attention

Cho-chooing to Sydney
Never costs a kidney

The surmountable Clothes Hanger
Climbing it is not a head-banger

The romantic Sydney harbour
Releases lovers’ masquerade and cover

The stunning Opera...

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Ever since the creation of the universe
Man is bound to suffer from diseases
Human beings are constantly
Victims of various ailments


Stepping into the shoes of the first nurse
Florence Nightingale forged ahead to combat illnesses
Armed with devotion and compassion
She pursued her mission


Reinforced with patience and perseverance
She relieved many...

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Burn out

keep the pedals turning
Within the cogs inside your mind
Staying late to get it done
With solutions that you find

Skipping lunch time after time
The weights drops from your thighs
Taking lows throughout the day
Forgoing all the highs

Deadlines falling on your lap
Increasingly unmet
As pressure stored inside your head
Follows...

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Sometimes I want to scream
“This is not me!"
But then who would I be
Without these reflections 
Of the world outside 
So I abide 
In the lie of conformity
And do my best to ignore the enormity 
Of the universe inside my head,
All the things I should have...

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Hent my heart from wandering concepts of affection.
Recant the murmurs of insecurity that riddled my temple.
Like a slow wound toy awaiting release from a child's grasp and attention.
Toss and birl, whipsawed into the oblivion of life's gamble.

Take away this wretched knife in my side.
A knife...

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The Morning Rush

Early to bed early to rise, makes one healthy and wise....
So here I am,  wide awake and awaiting sunrise....

The millionaires, they sleep on, not a surprise...
If they awake before noon, that itself is an event.....

For even when they sleep, their money ...

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Two fine films: The Lost City and Blood Diamond.
I joined Blood Diamond during a village massacre
and said to my wife A gun in every home.
Those devils would think twice
before razing the village and seizing the boys.

A well-regulated militia.
The local militia the most interesting moment
in a...

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As I spend as little time as possible with hard-headed pompous adults
Avoiding antiquated arrogant beliefs, often set in stubborn stone,
Avoiding inane conversations and minds that have not grown,
Consuming sweet drinks, forgoing liquor for cold chocolate malts,
Dousing my hamburger with ketchup, forgoing mayo and salts,
Laughing with...

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For the love of Salt and Sea
A man,
Standing tall and feelin free.
With his old raggedy clothes,
Pipe
And his sunburnt nose.
On the bow of Ole Navy,
Just watching,
And waiting for the Jubilee. 
With a voice that is raspy, 
Calling out 
For his old dog Scrappy.
The sun will soon...

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so much precious existence 
found me rooted with mouth ajar 
as sigh asper the dentin-cementum 
so mud dear reader (with dem perfect 
enameled pearly whites), aye har bar 
envy for those with a complete set 

of eight incisors, four cuspids (i.e. canines), 
eight bicuspids, and...

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