Best Graven Poems

And say unto Tyrus, O thou that art
situate at the entry of the sea, which
art a merchant of the people for many
isles, Thus saith the...

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For my satire group, and for Will; a fairy tale

To a fanfare of horns
The young knight returned
With a tale of slain dragons to tell
The princesses...

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Then, he knew why he must hew
old memories from marble- 
emotions quarried from heart's slew- 
Oblique fight with his faith's garble

Cut block unfolds Christ, enthroned
on...

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OBSESSION OF SOAPS

obsessed with the daylight hours
specifically the graven-image afternoon
like high place dungeon towers

calgon’s commercial didn’t “take me away”
but a clever string of soaps did...

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she was amorphous,
shapeless and humble-
no ethereal sky could
release her self-assurance

her lassitude ran wild-
for she was weary since birth,
sacrificing what was never hers
for the chase of...

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There are places that connect us to our past
Points of anchor which once linked us to known havens
Those forms, reflections printed on our hearts
Evoke forgotten...

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American Nero,
showering utter disdain — 
Denigration downpour on pleb citizens
begging for pandemic crumbs
As the pestilent fire rages around 
your virally tainted kingdom

Ghastly gladly,
you keep on...

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the ravens rest upon the graven cross,
                for it is...

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A wind, sharp and cold
Leaves the trees shaven,
Of such colors bold
Yet, in my mind are graven

Come November days
Less sunlight remains, 
Where it stayed and plays
Filtering,...

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Perfection, is an evil lord
demanding ever greater tribute, 
it wields a sharp and heavy sword
that pierces deep to persecute

I fear this liege, this graven image
there's...

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by Michaelw1two

 Poetic writes speak volumes too,
 this profound nature of humanity;
 expression’s glyph or determination’s rift,
 each soothing rhyme or base profanity;
 provoke of...

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OMG this is what I think as I am reading? 
thus pus poems and yes they stink
simple in word mire contrivances with 
rancid rhyme scheme...

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Death instills the final emotion, defining the rhythm of life,
While understanding its passage is left to a wiser man;
The simplicity of a moment lays deep...

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I immerse ...


nigh naked

in your keen and carnal insight ...

the rags of my inhibitions

strewn at my feet …

are my thoughts still my own

care and coil

or...

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What reason shuns our born and lifelong vows
to celebrate the lives that sell their souls,
and conscience where a humble heart allows 
a hope for furtive...

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