Best Harts Poems

Clouds of doubt hovered 
Over our heads 
They multiplied and grew to 
Mistrust 
That brewed into a storm of anger which 
Unleashed its rage in
Thunder of words and 
Lightning of gestures.           


In a while
The exhausted...

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Now let us forget foreign captains
And Conquistadores myth
That colors the morning exuberantly
With exotics wars and phony fathers
Like a fine lady strolling along a rotten street
I have tasted lemon
And though I wince at my tongue's
Sharp reaction
I value the tart worthiness of vitamins
And the aroma of the...

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The spring is coming in a slow pace,
But I can sense something in the air,
Something coming out of nowhere,

I stood in front of the elevator on the third
floor in a nice old hotel,
Going to a small diner with friends,
Some nice food and wine to fill...

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The merry men and Robin Hood
Were drinking in the local wood
And roasting harts.*

The meat, they said, was very good;
They even ate, it’s understood,
The private parts.

* deer

For Isaiah’s Robin Hood contest...

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Part One:

Eva of in chanting rib
Seduces Adam to sinful ways
Beckoning him to lay in tall Field of grass were love is made
Lilith looks on with sinful hate
A cast away
The will/her to lay beneath no man born for the same dust and sand
So she fled to...

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Death is indeed what I seek
Say to all, an end to troubles
Is here to soon

No minute shall pass
Hearing mouths utter falsehood
Harts barring blackness
All to have

Not I to be once more
Walking onto poisonous traps
Hurting me on the way
Life gives me this offer

When death comes
I shall not...

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If really I were a gifted painter
And as it were, I was to paint a man
I’d get my draw board, brush, paint and water
I’d work as open mindedly as I can
To bring out the true image of the soul
God created at the very beginning.
I would...

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For shall the almighty dance with wickedness 

Freasting darkness solidifies clashing swords 

Forsaking us illuminates our lust for fulfillment 

Attributes for grace heightens desolation’s plot 

Fiend mends the holy terror back to life 

Your gracefulness is deafening to us sinners 

Exuberant romance awaken golden hour...

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Bring the concept of two ship sailing
Tis the respect of our love failing
Pale in contrast, a picture painting
Heads are lost by two harts fainting
Bring romance but lust is fading
Tis the dance of baiting
This the stance of no rhythm more dating
This is my stance of no...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy and apathy 
on foolish babble on time 
lost and found morality
memories based on foundations 
of aimless travels
looking skyward 

casting thoughts...

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all those annoying stories 
well, every single one of it is true
you fell in a trap 
and now there is nothing you can do 
you think it might be different 
but it's always hot 
it seems like love
it's only struggle and fight 

it's only rock'n'roll,...

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FLIGHTS OF FANCY PHRASIS 3
Blossom of baby's breath,soft white
gorse,crusted yellow, weeping willow
rush patterned lace pastures a pastel green.
Buttercup,daisy&comely cowslip mingle
&mix in fellowship swaying pelts of grass
with purple vetch & ribwort plantain,clover
in English rain.Scabious,burnets butteflies
and bees hawthorn and scented woodruff.
Briar brambles sprawl,in dogrose so tall
above harts-tongue.
Seabank...

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Take my hand victims of hate don’t be afraid
I’ll pull you up and away from this place
Come with me into the night
We will walk down lanes of soft moon light

Come to me lonely souls 
Fight for your right to be heard

Open your eyes sunshine
Day light...

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A CHRISTMAS POEM

IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR
TO LOOK BACK AND CELEBRATE
THE BIRTHS AND PASSINGS
OF THOSE WHO SURROUNDED
US THROUGH OUT THE YEAR.

CELEBRATE OUR LOVED ONES
AND THOSE WHO LOVED US
UNCONDITIONALLY.
THOSE WHO WRAPPED THEIR
LOVE AROUND US AND
PROTECTED US FROM EVIL.

CELEBRATE OUR LOVED ONES
AND THOSE WHO LOVED US 
UNCONDITIONALLY
WHO...

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Is I may display how I feel don’t think reality would say its something they could feel like foreal why not with its definition  she was that coca butter brown skin type but lips built with enough grace to disrupt ur windpipe the opposite...

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