Best Incisive Poems

"Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness"



The blue lines ripple like waves
to the right side of the page
vacantly calm 

from the shallow depths 
of the ponderous pond
the words, fast black fins, break the wake surfacing

mute reviews slowly circle the fresh poet treading water
eyes watch below the...

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One Sided Love...

Her dazzling saccharine smile...
Her tremendously appealing hairstyle...
Her varicoloured melodious voice...
Her serene coruscating eyes...

Oh, this excruciating one-sided love
When will it be a felicitous two-sided love?
One-sided love is sore and two-sided love is treacly
Just you know, one-sided love is not ugly

Do you have any idea...

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All alone in a bush downstream
Where not a soul was likely to dwell
Pinned against the green grasses, a young girl
Injecting her ruthlessly, a cruel hunk
At my sight, off he fled

A rape victim an innocent soul
Her mind drifts into the abyss of sorrow
As red fluid streams...

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'Tis know wander nor em aye telling yew anything gnu,
Hour tongue is awash with homophones confounding me end ewe.

Ah, two sea thee broad expenses from a towering mountain peek;
Thee pristeen see, thee rolling veil end meandering creak.

Watt a thrill two watch thee eagle as it...

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A bridge from colloquial to courtly 
fare
A span where idealism and fantasy 
pair
A railway to the existential realm; 
celestial lair 
A conduit through which rational 
discourse can flare

Deep medium to: forage, inculcate, 
and inform
Broad brush to paint rare beauty; 
sculpt surrealistic form
Incisive scalpel to surgically...

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A Grisly Tapeworm	


In Anger and in Hatred, a Tapeworm I see 
Unless internally hosted, its Life will not be.
From egg it starts Life, ‘fore an adult worm
Fed on Host’s blood, it gains a portly form.

While finer or fatter, greedy Worm gnaws,
The wretched Host, pale and...

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I don’t answer

Intensely personal questions people ask
For these shreds to pieces what is truly me
The pieces are of no use to them though.
The effort seems to stem from veiled envy 
Incisive curiosity or even subtle insult.
I am forced to uncover and introspect
Ask myself why I’m...

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On my own terms my life I walk brave,
setting the course on the pathway I pave.
Nameless probing people uncalled, I descry
break the fence of protected privacy and pry,
ask incisive questions to slice my persona they try.
I don’t reply.

Their footprints I follow, they want with pride,
abandoning...

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{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full Provincial Military Official Funeral. Though the reading was...

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Red hot and cool Green peace
passions bring us to this sacred 
synergetic EarthTime

More dialogue regenerative
when cooperative
so more redundantly competitive
when endless debate degenerative

Less producing fruit
of Future's healthy
integral
Whole OpenSystemic 
secular and sacred 
indigenously wise potential.

Thriving individual subsystems 
play more compassionately
than dispassionately 
work competitively
at surviving
midst fractured remnants of...

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Boob jobs and bomb jobs

Sisters in arms those **** and those weapons of massive 
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground 
of this life of this poem on which I’m allowed to feel strong 
and weak just the same...

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Embrace The Lines

Vitality marks gently stretch your soft skin beyond the wildest dreams of
beauty unbound where children had once or thrice embraced your womb
the soothing waters cushioning and cradling three miracles three water 
marks engraved in cinnamon bark showing in pride the seeds of nature
the...

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Education has never deluded me,
it is a rich mine from which my gemstones are extracted;
and all of them can adorn with its brilliance 
a king's crown, but the glitter on my silver pendant...
with my natal sign, not with my image, outshines it
and displays it very...

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Passing of an Icon


An accomplished Lady of recondite letters
Writing humanity to free from its fetters-	
From your clever Prose being deciphered,
With skewed minds, is where you differed. 
And where, with prejudice, our minds think
Fellow Human beings can foul or sting
Indeed, there the Grass can loudly Sing!...

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