Best Gravely Poems

Here lies what's left of Knobby Clark;
he didn't hear them shouting, 'Shark!'

written 13th September for Jesse's epitaph contest...

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I wish I knew how, had ability to turn
away from you and not look back to see if it
affected you, my turning away, walking off.

I...

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On a pleasant Sunday morning,
beside a river in a park,
I went strolling in the city,
in the dawn just after dark.
Every bench; any haven,
slept a host...

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I believe that poetry is and of is was were have has been of as one pretenses a 
poetic practical pompous, pro  (p) ransomedramatical...

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He's strumming the guitar strings as if they weep,
near a warm campfire on a cold December night.
Sad chords of his song hold many secrets to...

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I had wanted to celebrate Andrea Dietrich’s special birthday with a tribute poem. She celebrated reaching that age of retirement many long for. At the...

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This Hallow's eve I sat in wait, 
 no trick nor treaters came near gate. 
To rest I turn in for the night, 
 I...

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O' What Is War But The Mad Child Of Greed And Hate


By uppity arrogance the mouse challenges the lion
And his haughty crown is fused nickel...

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"Lucifer's Laments"
By M. Taha Effendi

(Dramatic Monologue)

Do You not see, Almighty God,
How Your order man defied?
So base, so vile, so gravely flawed,
Yet so consumed by pride!

He...

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A flower amid many in a garden full of roses
You reign gallantly wearing exotic fiery red, 
Knowing the sunny days will dry your petals
If no...

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Roberta lived on this earth for so many years!
Was a great mother, wife, and grandmother, too.
A long and fulfilling life with joy, completion and no...

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A vile visage has been there since ages ago,
Around the corner, scythe in hand, waiting.
He knows life’s course must take me there
On a one-way journey...

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My mind traveled in Casablanca 
to witness a tale of love. 
Heart that yearns, desiderata,  
pleads to heaven up above. 

Give me one more...

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I am worried 
I am in despair 
I am tensed
I am in low spirits

My song sounded melancholic 
My thought turned pessimistic 
My emotion became lifeless
My...

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( after Sachida's after the war)

There will be war, in fact, there have always been wars,
and will continue.
Wars satisfy us.
Our nasty muscles move in festive...

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