Best Hostiles Poems

the eagle watches me 
from high above 
it has finally come to this 
I stand on this ragged lookout 
this jagged rock 
alone 

my friends are gone 
Bruce "Bear Paw" Perry 
Billy Fly and Blackpowder Bourgoin 
died in these mountains 
one by one 

we shouldered...

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Elegant in burnt orange afterglow, 
sparkling starlight opens the show.
Neighbors and strangers appear all aroun’, 
porch lights and car lights enlighten the town.

They arrive afoot and atop handlebars.
Tots wave from strollers like famed movie stars.
Mothers bellowing orders to stay in sight, 
transgressors will rue being...

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Zoning by micro-climates my
Yards' spaces, and then
Xeriscaping them to conserve
Water because of the drought, I can
Visualize neat straight furrows
(Under colorful vines
Trailing red, green, and purple grapes)
Saturated with various seedlings:
Radishes, squashes, sprouts, etc.
Quietly absorbing sunlight, and
Pushing roots deeper into my
Organically amended soil.
Nasturtiums, previously planted,
Misdirect insects away...

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A contest of word lists - the subject of winter
Make up a good poem - then send to the printer
But nothing says nothing 'bout giving a twist
By splitting and sageing - might get a slapped wrist

Digging for riches but finding a fossil
Verbosely scream curses and...

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I open the door to the bathroom
The girls having just had their bath
And what greets my eyes, I can only 
Describe as a nuclear aftermath!
The carpet is perfectly sodden
It’s been bombarded with towels and clothes
Trickling down tiles is a long sticky mess
From the shower gel...

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An Englishman's home is his castle,
A saying well known to most.
A place where you can relax,
A place with no fear of attacks.

An Englishman's home is his castle,
A place to store all life's treasures.
A place to keep all ones memories, 
A place to enjoy all life's...

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Machine guns spit fire on an urban slum, 
and voices cry out in an unknown tongue.
Grenade launch – 
“Take cover!”
“Get down!”
As blind as a bat, this Baghdad night.
A child’s scream, from the blackness,
 gnaws at my ear, 
and a table was set –
 four candles...

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1.Tolerating troubles, untroubling others
is right reparation.
2.Reparation suits deserving, if
others trying, futile.
3.By feeding renounced, others
ignored maintaining Tapas?
4.Destroying hostiles, protecting friends
possible by reparation.
5.Accomplishing desires of men
endeavors to Tapas.
6.Ascetics prefer self-reliance others
suffer by desire-nets.
7.As intense-fire brightens   pure-gold
ascetics endure sufferings. 
8.All beings worship who
possess pride less soul.
9.The...

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*VIDEO of Justin Bieber's Talk of his Affliction on YouTube

Justin Bieber's Ramsay Hunt Syndrome

Just in
Justin

Bieber
Tweeter

Likewise
Apprise

TikTok
He talked

About
Timeout

Renege
His gigs

Because
He was

Concerned
He learned

Shingles
Hostiles

Illness
Stillness

Partial
Facial

Benumb
Therefrom

Hoping
Coping

Explore
Restore

Maintain
Unstrain

Renew
Sinew

Routine
Hygiene

Lengthen
Strengthen

Steadfast
Stand fast

Brainstorm
Inform

The signs
Headlines

Contribs
JBiebs

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Justin Bieber announced that he is taking a break from performing after being diagnosed with Ramsay Hunt syndrome (RHS), a rare shingles-related condition that has...

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within acoustic shadow invisible to the world a man of Silence
hostiles shudder of his life's strength , figurative mind wealth 
sentiment beneath his fingers touch flourish draped in dreams

1/5/2020

I had to write this after the contest without his knowledge. 

   This poem was...

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So shaking and wan we are
In frighten peace to pant
We breathe short-wind broil
Our nature have been polluted
Our food have been poisoned
Our blood have been daub to erect our soul
Aah! Gentiles have over taken our land 
Tread on our blossom appetite
The hostiles bruise our flowers with...

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IN THE COLD OF THE NIGHT
Last night she called
I was busy painting but I couldn’t put her on hold, so I let her right through
The night was cold and blue and it got colder as it grew
Softly, the wind whistled as it blew a tenfold...

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When I was young and busy having fun 
I was occupied with growing up
Putting my mothers shoes 
And maybe some of her rogue 
Shinny jewelry was my favorite 
As I became a teenager 
I would revert to younger behavior
Testing my parents limits 
In to my...

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Fierce flames of wrath soaring up high, 
blazing brightly across the sky, 
down to the hall where people flock,
few miles across the hostile block. 

A desecrated land, divine. 
It happened fast without a sign. 
The culprits charged without a glance;
Innocent lives, taken at once. 

Scene...

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