Best Jealousy Poems

She storms into the room
there is fire in her eyes
and thunder in her step
rage rumbling reckless
She's livid
a live wire of fire
charged
She's on the move
To punish
Is...

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It’s almost time and I must run
to watch/read Poetry Soap for fun.
It comes on every day at this time
and I don’t want to miss a...

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Yesterday,

I went home for lunch,

I never go home for lunch.

When I got to our apartment 
I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key. 

Francine...

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Is it a crime
To pry apart rhyme
Stitch lines, unhitched
From native consequence

To warily marry
Unmetered time
By forced remorse
Unrehearsed
In patchwork verse

In my malaise
My daydreams ablaze
I long for eloquence...

...

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Envious Ivy was her name
I’d buy something new – she’d put me to shame
My designer coat in a shade of emerald green
Ivy bought an identical...

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She calls on me, intermittently
In fickle favor, in spotty dictionaries
My demure, distracted destiny

She is the unrequited lover, the absent mother
She is Santa, granting wishes
Upon orphan...

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Why oh Why

A Collaboration between Seren Roberts, Tim Smith and Arthur Vaso

Poem inspired by Seren Roberts

Each poem written from a different view
The Murderer
The Murdered
The Mannequins...

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With Divining Heart I Could Have Foreseen

With true divining heart I could have seen
little ripples of thy deep discontent.
My heart a meadow, once lush and...

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There’s the tightrope for you to walk, wire walker —

defying the gravity of reality and the reality of gravity
you know damn well he won't catch...

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[A Pleiades consists of 7 lines, each having 6 syllables.
The title consists of ONE word only (and that word will NOT 
be used again in...

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The widow, dressed in glossy black,	
glides from the shadows at the back.	
A veil lies slack across her face	
to mask the grief her features lack.	

Possessed of...

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They hate you because your you
They make up lies and call it true
They're fake behind your back
Hoping someday that you'll crack.

They hate you because your...

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Death to the mockingbird with one shot to the heart,
Crushing wings with desperation sings sorrow worlds apart.
Concrete tears from wasted eyes fall on a mossy...

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Once significant and alluring, your luster faded.
Perhaps it was the treachery in hollow eyes jaded.

Was there ever a light
in a soul dark as night?

Promises of...

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All I could do was stand and stare
Your actions caught me unaware

I’d got it earmarked all for me
To enjoy with my cup of tea

I arrived...

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Ride of the Scarecrow Clan

(To: Mittens) 

She was born in the corn on a cold misty morn,
the most beautiful cat on the farm.
(I must keep...

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‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring
When I met Rose Marie
In a garden
Where she sat - upon a bench
Beneath a willow tree

Where - with a...

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Envious hearts would never be lovers of truth and justice but devotees to falsehood and injustice!*







(c)  Demetrios Trifiatis
      ...

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Beside the surf she lay, a heap
Of broken hope, like bones, now crushed
And burning lips, forever hushed.

From eyes to sea, her briny weep
Gave solemn witness...

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A widow who hated to see
her friends doing better than she
spun such nasty rumors
they spread like bad tumors
and blackened her soul completely.

Her friends realized she...

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Evil eyes

Why are you watching me

Your bad intentions

A blind man can see


Eyes that scream out

Veil nasty words

Has its own claw

Ripping to the bones


Evil eyes

Wicked and...

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Crusty old oaks
wave brittle arms angrily
overhead, threatening
to drop dead
crushingly
heavy limbs
Down

Taller trees
having achieved
the highest heights
pine away, lonely
jealously pouring their
sharp needles
Down

Towering above
terrifyingly insecure
in their position
they shakily
throw their...

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like flowers
in a zephyr of spring
she danced
in love's blossoms

she loved him
as much as any
inexperienced lover could
with all of her heart

she'd even die for him

oh how...

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With return to summer tree of berries red -
   he flashes ‘tween the green scene like a trinket;
     ...

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I could care less about the four 
corners of insults, 
That intelligence invites; 
It is always the first straw of 
grass that’s grows, 
which reveals...

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