Best Give Ear Poems

I See You...

Wanderer, wanderer, lost in the haze
void of direction, succumb to the craze.
Give ear to my madness, so deftly designed;
deception de-jour: aimed to muddle your mind.

Hocus and pocus no need for free thought, 
erase your opinions, your conscious to rot.
As sugar and soda your...

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*This simple acrostic combined with the photo and the song represent a message I've been preaching since my return, ie, Poets for Peace. A similar message can be found in my lyric - Song of the Poet, and my series of senryus - Winds of...

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On the wing in the dawning light,
Spring's new growth comes into sight.
Flowers, berries, nuts and seeds,
a smorgasbord to meet my needs.
I am a robin in grey-brown attire,
with my orange-red vest adding some fire.
A harbinger of Spring am I,
give ear to my joyous cry:

Spring! Spring!
Wonderful, marvelous,...

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Music to my ears, so mellifluous
is the nightingale's song, ambiguous,
Give ear to her notes, they float on the breeze,
swirling through the air, they're tuned to appease;

I dance to her song, so mellifluous,
She's sitting somewhere, inconspicuous,
Her aria drifts down and I’m entranced,
In the stillness, her whistling...

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Wise are all those who heed the call of God, 
"Repent, for the kingdom of God is near", 
With the Gospel of peace, you must be shod, 
Salvation is through Jesus Christ, oh hear! 

Wise are all those who gain understanding, 
Choose instruction instead of...

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How lovely is Your tabernacle, O Lord of host! My soul longs, yes, even faints for

The courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God *

Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself,...

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Enter Your Plea

All rise for the honorable judge,
some pimply-faced wiener-teen
with a computer mouse for a gavel,
a keyboard for a bench
and the whole world is on trial.

Welcome to the millennial's millennium
1000 years of cyber-bullying
sworn over oath of the holy Facebook
to rain down judgment from above
like precision...

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(Somewhere in late 18th-century Europe a friend, Laetitia, by way of a letter warns her beloved girlfriend, Euphoria--a young, gay and unsuspecting mistress--against the almost inevitable seductions of the infamous and maundering philanderer, Melancholia.).



Dear Euphoria,

     Melancholia is one of the more...

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Death, the Master, wears a thousand faces.
The white smile of the skull
Lies behind the 5 O'Clock shadow
Beneath, perhaps, those laughing eyes
Looking your way across the bar.

When the shock begins to fade I turn off the news.
I turn once more to the business of living.
To ponder...

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let me live
don't burden me 
with more than I can bear
don't coerce me
into believing things
from your reference point
I'm tired
let me live

these decisions weigh me down
the expenditure of thought
analytical thinking
that goes against the grain
of my compassionate heart
taxes me
it comes at a cost
I'm tired
let me live

my struggles...

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Oh dearest sweet Rose,
my love for you grows
as warm as the sun
in summertime glows.
Elegance, fragrance
around you it flows,
from the top of your head
to the tip of your toes. 

Oh Rose, can’t you see
what you mean to me?
You fill all my life
from sky to the sea;
look...

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I saw the noble kind young girl last night—
The Virgin's robe was blue; her dress was Light.
“Hail, Mary, full of grace,” I prayed to her;
My soul's petition I believe she heard.
Though silent she remained, not saying words.
My gaze upon the vision was quite strong.

The apparition...

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My soul cries unto the Lord my God
this is my plea from this old heart
confessing that no one's righteous
our enemy pursues me by deadly dart

Fainting within me all my hope
remember your times from of old
meditate on all of God's goodness
pursue Him as would fine gold

O...

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The psalmist makes a promise or two
to guard his mouth and his ways
holding his tongue so not to sin
when the wicked presence stays

But finds it so difficult to do
for fighting within is burning fire
causing his distress to grow worse
now he speaks to prove he's no...

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Lessen your crimes now and give ear to me
Perhaps I can still make you understand
How a force for bad you've chosen to be
To many in the firm grip of your hand.
You cajole the one, abash the other;
Promise acceptance, threaten rejection.
All in an unfair attempt to...

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