Best Horde Poems

Achilles, Bloody Battles, Death's Black Hand As Was Fated
Part Three, (the Conclusion)

Dawn, bright rays fell upon Achilles and his band
exiting ship, Greek sandals felt soft...

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A Murder of Crows
A Shadow of Jaguars
A Flamboyance of Flamingos
A Mess of Iguanas
A Congregation of Alligators
A Crash of Rhinos
A Band of Gorillas
A Thunder of Hippos
A...

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For This Is The Story, An Old Poet Sought Not To Miss
 (Part One)

I've ate Eden's last apple, coveted Jason's* golden fleece
chained myself in caverns...

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Steps in -
What din!

Rat squeaks 
Floor creaks

Let loose,
Ghost boos

Blood Pool -
Bats drool!

Strobe lights,
Snake bites

Suspense -
Live Fence!

Zombie -
Crombie*

Cat's eyes -
On mice

Closed space,
Lined face

Blue slime,
Red grime

Skulls stare...

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Note: Norwegians are proud of many things, but above all, they are endlessly proud of Sissel Kyrkjebø, the Voice of Norway!  International singer.
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I live...

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THE DEVIL DANCED AT MIDNIGHT

The devil danced at midnight
beneath a waning moon
with his minions before him,
twas a sight to make one swoon.
He pranced in jubilation,
then...

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Block by block it starts to rise, Great Wall of China begins,
A barrier to stem the horde, marauding Mongolians,
Must be bigger and better, than ever...

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How can people want rights but they aren't right
While working in the daylight with souls bright as night
The creator shall judge the judges, The evil...

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This Is No Picnic
 
We packed up the grill and my uncle took us to the lake
I was hoping for a burger, maybe even a...

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Sweep then across the flowing sea of time
to stand unseen amid a stinking horde
and there behold the rich who turn away 
or groveling poor that...

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There is never an ending
		to the spending
	a world of paper
and plastic to collect
and horde
	clothes
	and cars
	and homes
	and jewelry
	and fine wine
	and paintings
	stocks and bonds
	vacations 
and expectations
entire vocations...

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They say if you don’t use a thing for a year
It’s time to get rid of it, just to be clear
Feel free to sell it...

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When two choose each the other
Having decided this, their fate
A bond, a pledge, a vow replaces
That which, unchosen, cannot wait
Even when it requires a warrior...

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tap of nails, slide wood, pull drapes 
stains loiter in round mug shapes

water sipped, books stack, words leap
hush wizened pages, neighbors sleep 

journals, confessionals, down...

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Adrift upon the ocean  
bob a bunch of resting birds.
What is it that they call themselves?
A flock or school or herd?

Could it be this...

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