Best Fraught Poems

This journey fraught of desperate dreams

Within the grip of swelling grays
The Southern Cross astern now shines
Ever close of darkened bays
Adrift of lost and endless times

Sails now hoist, direction’s wind
I hear the angry waves a’ crash
Spume does touch my worried skin
Tempest waters come to lash

This journey...

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A path fraught with fear
    craven cowardice
  trembling, dissembling unsettling

  Hovering high above the highest hill
    beyond Imagination's borders
  Out of reach, out of touch, unaligned

   Hope's lost highway hesitant
    ...

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Buried beneath blood-shot baby doll eyes
 where drowns dark truths dwelling empty despair,
 finds five fraught faces from false idol lies
 clinging cold-coffins caused by cruel affair;
Saddled by sorrow seen in mother’s stare,
 washed while awaiting where water is filled
 pouring in porcelain planned to...

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Mother, I have seen, where the world has been...
Mother, I have I have seen it clean.

The dirt and muck,
Of those who monger war.
The broken arms of Justice,
In the realm of the nether and underworlds.

The Earth has broken, and monsters,
Have crept out of Her heart.
Fear and...

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Fraught With IBS Irritable Bowel Syndrome...

today – late morning of November 4th 2022
sudden onset experienced whereby
whooshing waste naturally flushed out
ala mine body electric performed colonoscopy
diarrheal gangbuster instigated
maybe Machiavellian microbe
with powerful rectal surge
analogous to invisible plunger
forcing out every last tidbit
constituting raw bits of 
partially digested food...

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Fraught With IBS Irritable Bowel Syndrome...

The earliest recollection with 
lower gastrointestinal eruptions,
viz psychosomatic induced distress
occurred when yours truly
quite a young lad, which specialist
invited me to ingest barium sulfate,
whereby the pinkish chalk like solution
traced a path thru digestive tract 
visible while I stood behind a screen.

Rear...

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Fraught With IBS Irritable Bowel Syndrome...

Rear lee if ever suffices as an apt poetic title
amidst bookish canon - while
this writer (similar to other aspirants
in their respective creative pursuits)
aware arbitrary perusers may deem vile

core body of voluntary selective readers
mentally affix probationary trial
before unequivocally gravitating
toward my genre...

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My coping method fraught with utmost futility thus...

My professional treatment plan
predicated upon duress in extremis
hence Electroconvulsive therapy,
a last ditch effort I avail
and surrender self qua
to shock the monkey (me)
one (twenty first century)
obstinate bipedal hominid turncoat
optioned, aye bewail
as desperation if standard

psychological measures peter out
leaving nothing but...

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Feelings fraught with fright fend off the fun
Facilitated in time to run with the happy aura of the sun
To lend an air of amiability that sends my bliss bend to niche number nine
Where I learn in earnest Fidelia is mine which is fine.

Feelings fraught with...

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Drip…Drip…Drip…
Don’t let the blood drip or we’ll be 
Caught…Caught…Caught…

Trip…Trip…Trip…
Don’t expose our weaknesses or we’ll be
Fought… Fought… Fought…

Rip…Rip…Rip…
Don’t MAKE any sudden racket or we’ll be
Shot…Shot…Shot…

Slip…Slip…Slip…
Don’t unleash our shame or we’ll be
Sought…Sought…Sought…

Depend on your defense and fight all those outrageous minions!

Gettah—grip…grip…grip…
Don’t fret, dear orphans, or we’ll remain
Fraught…Fraught…Fraught…

Don’t...

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dives into cold pool
youthful and courageous lass —
he shivers the thought

1/7/2019...

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Fraught as an extremely socially anxious younger person...

hashtagged introvertedness trademark
silently exorcised, ostracized, and vilified
Impossible mission to resuscitate...
a forsaken promising
(even short lived) friendship
regardless of expressed gender
exhibited by other persons from yesteryear.

When trying to jump/kick start
lapsed meaningful interpersonal connections
from much earlier in my life
absence of a spark...

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Caught Being Fraught and Overwrought

Some more poems to write we had sought;
Did became upset and then were fraught;
On and on,
Had gone;
We ended up mad and often overwrought.

(Not overweight.)

Jim Horn...

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I was a soldier, but never sure
  of those things I was  
  charged to do

I was asked to fight
  pick up helmet and gun
  men dying around me I knew

The places I’ve been
  and the things I’ve done
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Arms outstretched.
Hands out thrust.
Fingers stretched out, reaching, straining, hurting,
just barely fail make contact, left hanging untouched.
Only a tiny spark zings between the fingers.
Like static electricity,
which flows when bodies
stroked with emotion
get charged up with a warm dry rub
and discharge with a tiny whip's crack.
Our love forever...

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