Best Garnering Poems

I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security,
By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity.

Days were spent perusing foreign material, or viewing international news,
Like walking a maze of crooked, green paths, in a pair of fancy red shoes.

I...

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Look up to see a dome of black velvet
lavishly set with crystals of starlight.
And watch time confetti infinity;
unveiling trillions of lights to the night.

Mars and Jupiter share a reddish tinge
as Venus and Mercury pierce Night's haze.
And though Neptune and Uranus are faint, 
Saturn's elegance evokes...

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A teal twilight inks cobalt silhouettes
while distant stars unveil their twinkling lights.
And shadows slink forth, melding with the night,
as a setting Sun feigns a scarlet death.

Pink clouds cluster at the horizon's edge,
garnering shades of cerise and purple.
And daylight shrinks to a brindled aura,
reflected in rusty...

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Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of thoughts in hourly cycles, with riddles, jingles and rhymes.
Each wash-up, extracted, pegged, and hung up to dry,
To taunt and flap...

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oh. dear. gawd.

another patently
meaningless
crush of stanzas, jam-packed with
adjectives and color words
straight from Roget's,
strung together in
strands of misuse and
improper context -
syntax-scraping adverbs and
prepositions dangled
at inhuman angles,
rushing in torrents to a
head-scratching conclusion that
leaves lips numb and dripping clear liquid,
fingers combing deep the
strands to tear out in horrid...

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Garnering complete elucidation
  within the untrammeled confines
      of several exceptional poetic lines
         most certainly deserves validation

Does brevity confine poetic thought
  not if readers have a vivid imagination
   ...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch American flag,
glorious yet demure.

This my opportunity to come out of the closet,
unveiled, exposed,
an upstanding silent majority American patriot.

Flag of three...

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It was a magical time.  It was youth and exuberance; It was excitement and discovery; it was innocence. It is now just memory, ah, but once it was the reality of sunshine and butterflies. The seeming timelessness of youth is a realistic illusion, when...

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As you peruse stacks of old photographs,
sentimental tears guide your memories.
Drowning in a sea of yesterdays, you
serendipitously find Mom's letters.
In your rush to grow up and leave home, her
advice was met with frustration, and yet
without protest, she swallowed her pride and
applauded every milestone you achieved.
Time...

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BEING HUMAN


Benevolent but bedeviled by his demons
Eternally yearning for salvation yet
Intrinsically entangled in a web of self-delusion
Neither able to adopt the earth nor earn the heaven
Garnering good deeds and scattering to the winds;

Human with beastly instincts; godly with an evil streak
Universally perceptive but is narcissist...

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Let me explain the numbers I see
The first chart illustrates the five states that flipped
Notice how close the totals are
So, when folks dismiss the evidence of fraud
As being inconsequential I think this demonstrates they’re mental 

Now as to Maricopa, it is the single county that...

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Tonight I write this here lullaby

Blissfully a sat watching the setting
sun disappearing over yonder field 

Whilst listening to the breeze
lean and creak the whistling tree's
astray

Waving random silhouettes placed
upon the background of the most 
beautiful sunset resplendent color hue

Letting me I think into knowing if this...

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Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite

(any relationship between the following poem and living persons -
namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious).

nevertheless he suffers existential blight
covered head to toe
in black and blue bruises
linkedin wherein
yours truly (himself) did self flagellate,
less for religious reasons,
than cuz...

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What regrets remain to repair,
which requires estranged souls to pair,
that thus so garnering clear sight,
we see all hearts glow in God’s light?

Whence unshackled from our mind tree,
though dwelling in form, soul is free
and as in time, peaks bliss delight,
we see all hearts glow in God’s...

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It is crop time in Beantown.
The people of the City have the seeds to plant.
Their best harvest is the orange that is yellow.
Jake Castle is a great farmer.
His wife, Nefreda Maria, is one of the conservators.
Their yellow orange yields a greater harvest.

The children of Beantown...

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