Best Instigating Poems

I have the rhythm of a winding road
how do I consign myself to being confined
rows of poplar pillars prop
the rendezvous canopy beneath we meet
—I self-cajole on ooh-la-la afternoon 

yellow eyes; daffodils watching 
lean into gossip groups nodding
a prodding breeze instigating deep-freeze
I am a sweet weed...

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The Dark Side of October

Late October moon is waking, through this cemetery shaking,
shaking as the cold wind breaking, walking ‘neath an old oak tree.
Stones like sentries undertaking, guarding graves as hearts are aching,
aching for the still ones staking, such an eerie sight to see –
dark...

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When one feels like an Outcast, one can over compensate
In ways that are extreme to try and change their fate.
This can make them do things others cannot relate to,
If they know not of such pain one suffers through.

When one is on the outside, always looking...

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S - Stunning 

P - Proverbial 

R - Regalia 

I - Instigating  

N - Nature's 

G - Glory!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
     17 March 2019...

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Move on over ole Joe...

and let the youngbloods take the reins
infusing our promised land with hope.

You done good for America,
serving as laudatory President
from 2020 to the present
Vice President from 2009 to 2017,
and in the United States Senate
from 1973 until 2009.

The nation teeters on the brink...

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The Color of Oppression

They trespassed into the motherland bearing nothing but unknown gifts to our small minded leaders
Bartered with them for valuables far exceeding what they could offer in exchange
They drew on masks to conceal their fascist ideals towards us; they pretended to be our...

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love
warm exciting
inviting enticing intoxicating
suffocating down grading instigating
cold vengence
hate...

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WHO was the dastard - Moriarty again?
WHAT was the reason for kidnapping Watson, my friend?
WHEN did Moriarty strike?
WHERE could Watson be?
WHY is Moriarty always instigating dastardly deeds?



5-W's contest
Seventh Place...

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Beside Every Iridescent Node Grows
Beauty, Eyeing, Instigating, Nodding Gracefully.
Bounty Energizes Inundating Nascent Growth.
Brilliant Emerald Ignites Newborn Grains.

Bathers Each In Nuance Gather.
Beyond Eternity, Infinite Night Gropes. 

Beside Emerging Isotopes Nonchalantly Grasping 
Bottle-necked Entities In Nature’s Great 
Beneficence Engages Ideology's Non-sequitur
	Givers.

Bare endings. Idols Neglected Gape.
Basking Ecclesiastic Idiosyncrasies...

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Every time the night comes,
Cutting me from beauty of the colourful world
Making my eyes flatter within empty space
Polished with darkest feelings
That prevents me from seeing beyond the river,
Where lies flora and fauna
Pigmenting the view like in the old choral days
Making the soul remain peaceful
Blood to...

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Creative Process

Can I really write something astounding, grand, and glorious?
Reality should be a part of all I consider when approaching a theme. 
Events often drive and form the poetic fabric of what we write about. 
Avenues of passion and emotion pervade our conscious thoughts.
Taking our...

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Magically magical eyes,
Instigating skipped heart beats, while
Showcasing her own unique style,
Sparkle like the stars in the skies.
Truly, her beauty helps her rise
Instantly, carried by a smile,
Noticed from the furthest of miles,
Kept up on the highest of highs.
Exhuberant minds, hearts, and souls
Rise to the occassion, on...

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i'm tired of these boys that aint no good
i'm tired of these boys that aint goin nowhere, ghetto for life, no further than the 
hood
i'm tired of these boys poppin females off and goin to jail
i'm tired of these boys that get out and continue...

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Hidden Agenda

Fighting hard to maintain
Instigating while, hesitating on that last breath, on that last breeze.
Taking all things with ease 
Thought of as a dream lost in a tease
Staring in to the depth of the night skies
Where there is no time for disguise or sleep
Man eyes...

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like wisps of smoke whispering, flickers hope whistling, to misty hopeless whimpering
physically choked sickened, with too much oh no, sunny gone, downhill, wrong side like mono, life can be so cold, I heard the oboe solo, in the motherland flute plays you, ways of making...

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