Best Hard Nosed Poems

Enticed by his faceted aspects
                Political points show his honour
                    Policies...

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Hard edged (unreality) you face away from my immediacy (candour eschewing) inimically you parody, offering as nice the complexity of ''vice''exploiting even nature 

(as voyeur and narrator) your intention anethema to the nations, 
as you   coerce ''your creation'' encouraging over consumption, 

with a...

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The world today is split in two
… or three... or four... or maybe more,
but nonetheless, one must confess,
all wage their wars as heretofore.

While blunderbusses prey for us
within our world where gods deceive,
atomic war, white phosphorus
and napalm gel that burns, bereave.

Yes, Tweedledumb oft beats the drum
and...

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the one whose heart centre is closed
head over heart, actions hard nosed
ego in focus, soul asleep
yet to take the consciousness leap
they too will rise becoming wise
truth of love and light realise
but for now our life paths diverge
which in timeless time will converge...

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If that's what she did,
than trust me,
you're not under a lid,

she flipped it-

added pressure to admit ...

Characterization of the limitless,
shindig-less,
hard nosed,
pencil printed,
breaking of embarrassment,

getting others to care less,

but you never got to see the cherry list-

it got burned before the internet,

you should have had a...

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I'm warning you:
don't come weak
I'm telling you:
don't come lame
I play on the hard diamond,
so don't come with no softball game

I'm a hard-nosed ballplayer,
I don't mind some dirt being kicked in my face
'Cause I'm gonna come back hard charging,
and with fear that smug look is gonna...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated with the noose of indifference

Cataracts of devotion flows from the...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated with the noose of indifference

Cataracts of devotion flows from the...

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I was in study hall doing my homework when it first
Manifested and it was as if I was possessed for my
Pencil had a mind of it's own and the paperwork
Formerly known as Algebra became excited scribbles
Darting back and forth and up the sides wherever
There was...

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Foolish little girl
Makes a naughty mistake
Treats those hard nosed
With a blizzard

Take a peek
That shameless smirk
Turns upside down
Twigging what she’s lost it

No one identifies
Ludicrous
 The miner
On a pile of black gold?

Don’t outshine
The dim light in the dark pool
There not worth
To polish that shoe

Now shake off: 
That...

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Headlights cleave
Thin vapoured weave
Hotblack top
Cooked and stopped

Slice through air
Tendrilled hair
Steamy swirling
Ballroom whirling
Sweaty, surged, pressed
Hard-nosed crest

Closing behind
All but forgotten
Red-light gleam
Dimming, dimming
Weather’s dream...

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Plenty is forsaken 
                                         ...

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Beethoven smashes one piano after another.
He shears through keyboards,
a peasant scything hay.
The composer's fingers don't grow deaf,
they become deeper, more blunted,
like mallets.

His apartment is disorderly,
tools and equipment
are hidden in Dresden figurines,
in elderly Delftware,
ball-peen hammers crammed
into the whittled stems of goose quills.

Augers, grinders and rotary tillers
are...

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Beethoven smashes one piano after another.
He shears through keyboards,
a peasant scything hay.
The composer's fingers don't grow deaf,
they become deeper, more blunted,
like mallets.

His apartment is disorderly,
tools and equipment
are hidden in Dresden figurines,
in elderly Delftware,
ball-peen hammers crammed
into the whittled stems of goose quills.

Augers, grinders and rotary tillers
are...

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In a small town of 800 the lonely town where children never sleep
Hardly can anyone imagine them ever being sweet
Some are bullies,  some rob, steal, some brake windows
Others are found juvenile delinquents breaking into condos
Adults and political authorities
Sanctions rules and laws just for the...

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