Best Imprecations Poems

I'll tell you a tale
of our own Devil's Island
and the demonic crash
of the waves in the swell.
The smell and the taste
of the ball breaking weather;
the ghosts that deliver 
poor sailors to Hell.

We were out in the water
in the Magdalens
the wind plucked the ropes
of our rigging...

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Along a winding country road
one autumn’s day of late,
I chanced upon an aged abode,
up a hill beyond a gate.

The house was old and quiet,
not a person 'neath its roof
but in a tree close by it
perched a bird, somewhat aloof.

It cawed and cawed audaciously
then quickly flew...

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It was Friday night in small town, USA. The convenience store clerk was outside in the parking lot, arguing with her boyfriend. Instant recognition, one person is both clingy and aggressive, perhaps slightly inebriated, and jealous or insecure or having some sort of emotional semi-crisis....

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Spring begins as a spring, the roads shining wet, the earth desultory floats the water as 

the lawns are pricking green welcoming the Spring. At dawn the birds chatter with delight 

at the worms' awful plight while commuters mutter imprecations to one and all as...

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Rain  diary  -part 1                          By       S.Jagath simhan Nair

1.   Fresh from...

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Be not harried by apostasy spates
Surcease ye flux of basilic imprecations
Adhibit ye ,supernal paracletes  
The pith of divinity

An Achates,
Vae victis
In this temporal realm

Chatoyant fanfaronade
Sursurrant congeries
Erelong abate
Shun the gaffer's gammon
Arcadian maundering

Avaunt kaleidoscopic zealotry  
Bandy a cutlass perfervid
Ex aequo et bono

Beneficence's glaive bandies.

Preside atheling echt
In...

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She'd been raised to despise them, and despise them she did
  The Orthodox, be they modern or old-fashioned, and the Chassidim
She'd grown up loathing their Sabbath and their dietary restrictions
  Their clinging to hoary customs and rites, like ritual circumcision

She was enlightened and...

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The Conference at Mantua

Ah, what a scene of tranquil learnedness! 
The scholars nurse their tomes like babes in arms: 
white locks: heads cocked to savor the address 
of Pius, in his charming Latin: balm 

floats in through high-arched, airy colonnades. 
The lake is laced with...

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In a state controlled by a fanatical militia
Fuelled by a desire for revenge,
They sit cowering in a crumpled cellar,huddled close,
Wide-eyed kids whimpering
Held tight by sad-eyed women and grim-faced
Men,muttering their imprecations
While listening to the crump,
Crump of the incessant shells raining down on their village,
Their hearts racked...

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Spoiler Forewarning Alert!

This averred title announced straight
away so lingering fans
(hoop fully letting me abbreviate)
a short cut so ye
can up and evacuate,
while metered time,

not yet foregone and not to late
hence best heed mine caution
which can protect minimum damage,
asper gray matter within pate
or blithely ignore
admonishment, aye accentuate

hmm...okay,...you...

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The question itself begs interpretation,
The word 'where' concealing so many implications
  Is this 'where' a physical place, or state of mind?
  Perhaps it's with a higher consciousness aligned?

Boston, London, Paris, or Rome? Cairo, Lisbon, Moscow, or Gnome?
Were you abroad? Were you at sea?...

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Oh, meaty mothballs!
    as opposed to mothy meatballs
  Alternatively - slobbering sloth-balls!
    instead of sloppy moth-calls

  Stupid refrigerator!
    as opposed to dumb incinerator
  Alternatively - dirty toenail taster!
    instead of...

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I Roundly Square Prayer...

Despite imprecations
     yielding "FAKE" impact
     upon the head of this atheist,
especially when thy
     (untamable) shrewish wife
     takes umbrage against this beast
tee boy up hoar excuse for...

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Inxs of poison from iron maiden scorpion mamma and ac/dc charged aries papa

Although gainfully unemployed 
(fate now finds me receiving 
social security disability – 
for approximately 
the last baker's dozen years -
the yeast divine intercession 
rose to the occasion), 
I can still vividly visualize 
utter...

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His rainment bleak
   Snarls of hair matted
Bloated shoes mud-streaked
   Wisps of hair unhatted

Muttered imprecations
   Hiding teeth jagged
A bedraggled skeleton
   Cursing Nature, near-ragged

Those with golden locks
   and eyes of deep blue 
Face the mirror squarely
 ...

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