Best Futurity Poems

Where sweet grass blankets grow on yesterdays
And passing years weigh heavy on the trees
Serenity is found in every breeze
Unbridled dreams of youth, now hang and...

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Sometimes I watch the rhythm of the stars
to foretell things not present yet to come
like weather men predict rain, sleet, or snow
the skies send futurity...

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Zika Virus What Next

It is officially announced, there is a global health emergency...
World Health Organisation (WHO) has just issued this health warning...
The rapid spread of...

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Why does dawn dress robust morning,
while dusk undresses sight?
Each dawn incarnates another Earth Day
a lifetime of Easter mornings 
redeeming nocturnal sight's revolution,
another therapeutic day of...

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Art from the heart, a religion of ritual,
where One summons God and glory to center stage,
your spirit enriched by the self confidence that ensues
as inspiration...

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Here’s a starry poem one might call ekphrastic
about an exploding fireball fantastic
from a ‘nova’, imaged with time-lapse clarity,
all the more remarkable for the rarity
of tracking...

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Along the fair road
On which I amble
I conceived this ode
In which love is ample

God bless this stump
Supporting the tree
That provided so much 
For our futurity

When...

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My Hero	by Robert
Denton July 2014

Ah, but she is
beyond all others,
a blessed divine
gift brighter than
the purest of gold. 
She glows like the
sun streaming
rays upon the earth,
and...

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THE STRANGER MAN (3)

But let life live its life and I mine.
I ease myself of all worries
And drift where I may such as liberal
As a...

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The grandeur of my life are elusive
Mine ain't melioration; it's oppression
My free life is cramped by chains of servitude
And shout out loud I mustn't 
Because...

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Nobody knows how life will play out-
the steps of a journey marching through each scene,
for futurity is sightless, only the beginning has eyes.

Nobody knows the...

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Impressed, and sit wondering
At concerns honest and serious
Of the bards blessed, in issues 
Of today; Burning and appalling.
Nature laments, No, is sobbing
On its malignant bruises
Her...

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SATAN and GOD debated Life and Death... ... ...

SATAN asserted... ...
     Life is the only opportunity for materialistic pursuits
  ...

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An infant's cry has an Elysian ring,
endearing the late-night hour.
A tiny, yet rattling, distinct sound, 

impinges a young mother's weary body.
Joyously awakened, she follows her...

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YOUR OWN WELL
Drink waters from your own cistern
And the running water from the plunging pools
To and from your own well
You will be not taken
As the...

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