Best Ledger Poems

You've portrayed the lives of many
A soldier, a son, a dad, and the enemy

Who I ask, shall portray your life
In a story to reveal your demise

The Big Screen carries your legacy
Your family keeps quite a memory

Her Daddy she can always see
By watching his movies on...

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As end of year is drawing near
      I pause to view my balance sheet;
   my assets squared to debts compared
         reveal my worth...my year complete.

The gains I made and debts...

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Hereto while my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of ages,
nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a wisp of pity
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of compassion
on this saint/sinner's face.
 
I'm not meant to meet my maker
till I've done...

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9-24-15

Drop off written document box—
Cliff…
Cavernous crevice—
The gap…
|Space| between the lines—
Infinitude…
Continue to-do—
Proposed madness…
Accusation—
Abuser…
Formatted contextual suicide—
Any last words?
Nuff said;
Feller-poor—
Naughty-nuff-ever-
Poor-feller-for…;
Naughty-Nuff-
Ever-poor—
Clever-poor-feller-forever-more—
Gallery-glamorous-galore-
Poor nuff-not-ever-more—
Furthermore related by propositional disclaim—
Plea bargaining forever-more…
Embodied image interrogated—
Seemingly poor-
Naughty-Nuff wants more-for-less-more-for
Nuff-said-feller-poor—
Ever-if-fortune-wins-glamorous-galore—
Poor-feller-remains-for-ever-more…
Wonder why?
Why wonder-for?
For why-for-wonder-more?
More-or-less-for-ever-wonder—
What wonder-for?
For why wonder-for—
Why am I writing—why-wonder-more?
More for why wonder-what-for—

A LEDGER. . .
No less...

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I was born with a number of handicaps:
My mother’s myopia, and Dad’s hairline,
Mom’s high blood pressure, 
My father’s sleep apnea,
And a human being’s mortality.

Surgery has improved my sight.
One pill each day keeps my blood pressure down.
A CPAP machine cured my snoring.
I’ll just live with the...

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Hereto, while my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of time
'til nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a trace of mischief
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of confusion
on this saint/sinner's face.

I'm not meant to meet my Maker
'til I've done...

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Hereto, as my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of time
'til nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a wisp of evil
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of confusion
on this saint/sinner's face.

I'm not meant to meet my Maker
'til I've done...

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Hereto while my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of ages,
nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a wisp of pity
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of compassion
on this saint/sinner's face.
 
I'm not meant to meet my maker
till I've done...

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9-24-15

Drop off written document box—
Cliff…
Cavernous crevice—
The gap…
|Space| between the lines—
Infinitude…
Continue to-do—
Proposed madness…
Accusation—
Abuser…
Formatted contextual suicide—
Any last words?
Nuff said;
Feller-poor—
Naughty-nuff-ever-
Poor-feller-for…;
Naughty-Nuff-
Ever-poor—
Clever-poor-feller-forever-more—
Gallery-glamorous-galore-
Poor nuff-not-ever-more—
Furthermore related by propositional disclaim—
Plea bargaining forever-more…
Embodied image interrogated—
Seemingly poor-
Naughty-Nuff wants more-for-less-more-for
Nuff-said-feller-poor—
Ever-if-fortune-wins-glamorous-galore—
Poor-feller-remains-for-ever-more…
Wonder why?
Why wonder-for?
For why-for-wonder-more?
More-or-less-for-ever-wonder—
What wonder-for?
For why wonder-for—
Why am I writing—why-wonder-more?
More for why wonder-what-for—

A LEDGER. . .
No less...

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Ledger of Love

In the shadows of the Victorian night,
Where candles flicker with amorous light,
A forbidden love fiercely burns,
In a pounding heart, passion yearns.

Amidst the lace and satin array,
Where masks conceal bygone dismay,
A dance of desire, a lover’s embrace,
In the clandestine rendezvous of covert grace.

Beneath the...

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Ledger of Love

In the dim-lit chambers of the Victorian home,
Resides a wife, her heart a silent tome.
Once, love’s flame burned bright within her breast,
But now a thin whisp, a ghostly jest.

Her gaze averts from her husband’s weathered face,
As she tends to her duties with an...

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Heath Andrew Ledger 
was a talented actor.
he had the x factor, 
we’ll miss this cinema treasure 








Heath Ledger was a good actor. He passed away at a 
young age. He left behind an accomplished by of work.

*Find out more about him on Wikipedia. 



Alexis Y.
11/17/2020...

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Hereto while my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of ages,
nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a wisp of pity
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of compassion
on this saint/sinner's face.
 
I'm not meant to meet my maker
till I've done...

Continue reading...

Hereto while my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of ages,
nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a wisp of pity
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of compassion
on this saint/sinner's face.
 
I'm not meant to meet my maker
till I've done...

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There it was
What a surprise
The thing the heart
Had been searching, pulling,
Rummaging, toward...not knowing
PROOF

The proof of living
Written for all to see
There it was, in INK
BLACK, THICK INK
TRUTH had not stolen, taken, possessed
MONEY

Looking on through
The ledger accounted
For every penny spent
Not one dime toward the desire
Of the ONE...

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