Best Grapple Poems

Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly...

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Figs stuffed with proscuitto and mascarpone cheese,
a plate of bacon wrapped scallops and pineapple.
French onion soup is bound to please
or garlic steamed mussels with which...

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Hold
onto
lingering
dreams

Mind
Eludes
Memories
Of
Romantic
Interlude's
Eternal
Sweetness

Thoughts
Intertwined
Grapple
Hearts
Temple


September 30, 2019

Three word acrostic contest
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In the vast algorithmic wilderness, we search for truth...

In the chaos of digital existence,
we navigate the maze of virtual connections,
seeking answers in the pixels that
form...

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In the heart of the blackest abyss, down, 
Down, in fathoms deep crypt, where light
Does not penetrate, and the structured protective hauls,
Of men, are crushed...

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Rampage rumbling water roars dig the shores
Heavy hard they grapple trees and humans
Tumbling turner tides glide no one adore
Frightened humans, they run! Run and run...

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What stardust in our bones cause all these words to flow
From out of you and I like mountain streams?
What moves us to find writing 
So...

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freedom lies with a shattered grace
stumbling toward atomic mythology
where answers have their sins washed
brilliantly bright as suns dyeing skin off-
colors of rumors circulating planets
of the...

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"CONQUERING LOVE   

Hinged between the family feud,
our love is forged in spite dismay.
as egos grapple rift of old,
I  know you have a...

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Hello day! I'm ready for you
Show me what you got
Try to put a kink in my armour
Just gimme your best shot

Go ahead I dare you,...

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"Bliss like thine is brought by years;
Dark with torment and with tears."

Emily Bronte - Sleep Not (1846) st.1
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often, I am in the throes and agony...

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Like an explosion of fire 
i shall shatter through the atmosphere
carving my ever burning path 
through the very stars themselves
riding on the milky way 
my...

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What good is my being when I cant be myself. 
The only thing i am good at I cant deliver rap. 
A virus shredded my...

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To visit memory's dark realms of shade
And understand why emotions mislead
To grapple with a lost lover's charade
These shadows of dark that make my soul bleed
How...

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When, in the night, your strength slowly wanes
your future a dark unknown even left to breathe
as you grapple demons inflicted ghostly pains
and stare into swirling...

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