Best Intones Poems

On a broad street 'neath spreading sycamores sits a stately dwelling.
Its elegance and surrounding grounds are so very compelling.
Gracious gardens and towering pines enhance its...

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Within the embrace of a moonlit night's canvas,
the Whispers of Starlit Wonders reveal their solace.
Glimmering stars and celestial lights commence,
unveiling secrets from the universe immense.

Through...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched...

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Always in black, Fr. McShane
raises cathedral hands and intones,
‘our brother is finally home.’

Absolved of the fight to contain
a lifetime of tears
in this ceremonial splendor

I just...

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“Through me you enter the city of woe
Trough me you enter the eternal pain
Through me you go to people lost below.

Justice inspired my highest factor...

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Clouds, the clouds diffuse a sad and somewhat somber hue;
Wind, the wind bemoans her loss of reins and calm control;
Crows, the crows flee men of...

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Mandela In You


I scanned into your entire writ
I perceived an unremitting wit;
There’s a Mandela in You,
Oozing from your daring script;

Loaded with a spirit of sacrifice
To...

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Isn't boredom is its own birth of freedom 
In this antebellum age
I have fashions of a vision
That I could put to page

I need to rage...

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by Michaelw1two

 The bard, the muse, the low versifier,
 each the times bemoan;
 stressed by compassion's grasp,
 ingrained word sown life disowns;
 individualist rare, previews...

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Nehanda: The War Prophetess


Nehanda bore the groin
That animated or begot me
With a hardly wrapped loin
Peeping Toms tried to see;
Hanging by the cruel rope
She spun a...

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Silence

Life often lives in silence on tippy toes
In the forest who hears the soft snowflakes fall
Dew evaporating – the earth turning slow.

Which ears discern the...

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I have three little birds
in my terrace.
They not want to go.
They do not want to leave me alone.

Kiss, sing all the day
about the fire on...

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My feet firmly planted below me. My past
Behind me, slowly becoming less real.
And before me, lies a future
A Land I want to enter, but the...

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Crying’s not for me, so the singer intones
As raindrops, unlike hailstones, fall on his head*
The issue, perhaps, is no more than hormones,
And he is hanging...

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Song of My Heart

Heart song,
Midsummer dream,
Intones sweet poetry,
Love notes resolve in harmonies -
Vespers 

Music,
Weaves themes of joy,
Transposes dawn and dusk
Tableaus of half-notes bind lost chords...

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