Best Fortunes Poems

I see the future
in the constellation of my crystal tears
as you siphon the sparkle off what’s left of my joy.

Heavy is my heart where you spread your composting ego 
sacrificing my fire.

Your unwillingness
to ascend from darkness 
on wings of breath and light
is not lost on...

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Some lives seem predestined -

etched with stellar grandeur
upon the crystal cradle of the universe
where solar winds sigh but a lullaby
and infinity is but an inheritance
whilst fortunes of the fortunate 
are foretold and beheld in rococo charm
their dreams and heirlooms 
and the laughter of charmed spirits
hung...

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One strand connected to a minute many years ago and a minute now is the discovery of 2 fortune cookies I'd placed in a box and put in a cupboard at my Mum's. 

It must be near on 30 years ago I did it, I...

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Oh sweet, sweet anonymity
Through the pressing crowds you’re calling me
Along the streets in city parks
Your presence waits by day or dark.
Just as the judge is passing law
As in so many times before
On parking offence or minor crime
On occasion a case that makes a national headline
The...

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They pledged their lives, their fortunes
And their sacred honor.
With courage born of God and love
Of freedom, they stood against
The evil of the day. Nor would their lives
Have been preserved had they failed in their cause.

Today we cower in our comfort zones
Afraid to disobey the unjust...

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FORTUNES READ the sign displayed
TRINKETS, CHARMS AND SPELLS
The store had not been here yesterday
shades of candles, books and bell
Drapes were hung from side to side
The windows all were dark
Where was this place a day ago?
Just yards from Salem Park
Gothic kids sat on the stoop
Waiting, hoping...

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It's too late, she's gone
She packed her love and left me
Alone with just her tears
To punctuate the hurt

Sacred vows were shattered
A trusting heart betrayed
 Remnants of my promises
Torn, discarded

Silence magnifies my pain
Deceit my one companion
Mocked by my indiscretion
Immersed in despair

It's too late, she's gone
She packed...

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buxom roma queen
twirling a mystical truth
fortunes read here...

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Fluctuating Fortunes

There was a brutal dictator, a strong man, who ruled a unruly 
country with a steel sword that dripped of menaces and blood. 
For a while he was our ally when he fought a war with a country
 we didn´t like; and we helped...

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I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past,  and imagination.
We just...

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No words of mine can potently display
the anguish and the joy that touch our lives;
yet all our ghostly forebears went this way
where words may pierce our hearts like sharpened knives.

No sentient being willingly at first
Accepts the pain that true perception brings.
Yet we must not take...

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FORTUNES UNCHANGED

We labour and sweat
eating from our brow 
praying fasting and beseeching
Our maker the Creator

Change our fortunes
for man is to prayer and praise
a daily partaker seeking of grace 
from the throne of his maker

To work and labour and sweat
enshrined in obeyance to the will
of his...

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Train, sidings, chaos, meaning
Scared to look, reasoning, vision

Closed doors now opening, sighs

Confusion abounds, shouting
Bullets flying, pouting guards, snipped

Warred crimson spills
Previous defiance lies with no voice
Empty they, embraced with death

Elation, turmoil, as to where I am, confused
Being me, scared to step out, sunlight

Approached, a gentle calm
Breathing...

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Fluctuating Fortunes

There was a brutal dictator, a strong man, who ruled a unruly 
country with a steel sword that dripped of menaces and blood. 
For a while he was our ally when he fought a war with a country
 we didn't like; and we helped...

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She beckoned me to enter her world of mystery
Incense, smoke and mirrors, and untold witchery 
I started walking by her, but something pulled me in 
And so I dropped my money in her ancient box of tin 

She led me through a corridor, into a...

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