Best Hark Poems

Hark,
Listen,
Summer has arrived,
you can hear it in the pulsing air.

Watch it 
as insects busily work.
Rushing to collect and pollinate
knowing time ticks on relentlessly.

See it
in the burst of colour. 
Drink in the heady scents
of blankets of rampant flowers.

Feel it 
as you gently touch blossoms
feeling grasses brush...

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What flies though the air up above
Disguised as a peace seeking dove
For those who've not heard
Drones can send you the bird
From the land of brotherly love

Author's note: Is this really how to win friends and influence people (for the long term)?...

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Listen closely to me as I whisper

Can you hear the words I will stir

Ill be patient and Ill also be clear

Will they be heard as it enters your ear

What Ill say will forever be my choice

Will you like the tone of my voice

When I start...

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Hark! Joan of Arc

Joan of Arc fought for nationality and self-government,
The right to citizenship and an to identity that's yours,
One to do with your country, your space and your privileges;
She ended the medieval age saying that the nation state rules.

She was the liberator of the...

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hark!
the beach is calling my name!
there it is again!
i hear her when i clock in!
i hear her when i clock out!
i hear her in the center of my focus!
i hear here on every frickin break!
i'm telling you now, one day IMMEDIATELY after work,
i am gonna...

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HARK
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Hark! The world, it cries!
Cries for all of life!

Life without nature can't
exist. A plan, a fact, yes.
No need for man, maybe? No!
I'd go for that, let us all agree!

Agree, no lies, please.
Please let's get this right!

Right, for nature now depends
Yes! Every creature, yes!
And every plant...

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Saying, My name is Gabriel, I stand in the presence of 'God....
Whom seekest thou, Mary ? My Lord, while tears caressed her cheeks
His Majesty is not here, but has risen: tell the others He shall go before them
Into Babylon with Our Father's mighty Angels; and...

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Time unfolds
Futures untold
The sweet November wind
Of many untamed passions
Will you not share this sweetness with me?
Swiftly, so gallantly 
Lullaby dreams

The walk down the memory
The nearness of your melody
This cryptic sullen meaning
Of vitality is painless

Will you not play another song for me?
Willingly, so desperately
Relentless pain, never...

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Judge me not to your confounded notion
Allow me some conjecture - a small portion
Oddities convene relish past memories serene
Unbeknownst to your fate yet you stand replete 
I fear not your constant reprisal constantly brewing
Alas your tunelss heart so dramatically churning
Vie with me if you dare...

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Hark, hey Harold,
the Angels sing....
glory to the homerun king...
piece of turf,
with bases wide,
runners steal,
when pitched inside,

Come ye bunters,
drop one down,
see if we can win
the division crown

Piece of bleachers,
crowd gone wild,
all because of
the runner's glide

Hark, ol' Harold,
get some franks,
and give to heaven
your heartfelt thanks!!...

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Hark

The captain spoke to the sick and starving
As he bobbled on the bow
And began
We will go there
Pointing his crooked finger as his dark, salty body dropped 
But with each upsurge he made another point
You are here because you got lost
I'm here to take you home
Down...

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The Heroes emerge within the storm, unforeseen not the norm,
Generals gather in their swarm, the pestilence prevails to preform…
One by one they will be seen, making miracles as they closely clean,
All is fragile like a figurine, upon darkened skies amidst quarantine.

Illusions gather in the mist,...

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They dress up in all their finery seeking to impress
A new tuxedo, a famous designer's latest dress
The women move around on high heels 
Skin as smooth as satin following numerous peels
Frozen smiles plastered on each made up face
Always keeping up with the pace 
Manicured hands...

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Hark! Listen to the silence. 
It is five oclock in the morning,
and all is dark, and still,
but it wont be very long,  
before the sun comes a creeping,  
up over the hill.
I just love the early morning,
seeing the sky as it grows light,
watching...

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Newsflash:
"Stranger times have never been
As humanity battles forces as yet unseen..
Not just those things beyond our eyes
But hidden troubles that wrestle for our lives.." 
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Hark the Herald Angels Sing
Glory to the New Born King 

So what has changed?
To make our lives so wonkey 
Christmas used...

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