Best Leer Poems
Escape of the Bluesman's Song
...Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch a rickety chair
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives
a different walk of life......
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Categories:
leer, africa, america, grief, racism,
Form:
Free verse
Steampunk
...In the copper-clad cradle of time
where gears whir fugues to forgotten dreams.....
the fog—a somnolent specter—drifts.....
veiling the calculus of progress
a manuscript etched by steam and soot.
......
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Categories:
leer, literature, mythology, technology, time,
Form:
Narrative
Breaching the Barrier of Cries and Goodbyes
...Once more you appear, crossing my threshold
after breaking the lock to memory's door.
Your illusion enters without bothering to knock,
stepping into my room as a wavering shadow.
You breach t......
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Categories:
leer, emotions,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
The Trials of Meretrix Canto I
...When your befuddled mind
Forsakes upon the ragged edge
Of swirling darkness;
Where eternal night awaits
To sate upon purest innocence
Besides an open grave!
When the gravity of your perils
Be ......
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Categories:
leer, philosophy,
Form:
Rhyme
Trial of Bridget Bishop
...Salem Village, Massachusetts
May 11, 1692
Of evil works in league with the devil, I am accused.
Spit upon, bolts tethered in chains, I have been abused.
People mardle I cast spells of palsie to......
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Categories:
leer, feelings, history,
Form:
Rhyme
A Broken Heart
...A Broken Heart
I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow,
My love’s full of such anguish and fear;
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.
My heart seeks such a palliative yarrow,
My though......
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Categories:
leer, allegory, anger, betrayal, break
Form:
Villanelle
In All the Crummy Little Barrooms of the Soul
...I wait in all the crummy
little barrooms of the soul.
I look about and sniff the air,
drink, and wait.
In the demi-world of honky-tonks,
which vie against night's
inner gloom, beneath mantles
......
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Categories:
leer, angst, depression, introspection, life,
Form:
Narrative
Smart and Final Prose
...Daylight fades, a city pulsates, and traffic is reflected in store windows.
Hurrying headlights come out of the darkness.
They crisscross like dueling knights. People in the crosswalk scamper
......
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Categories:
leer, peoplepeople, red, city, people,
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Ride In Dylan's Voice
...Woke up this morning
on the wrong side of the tracks.
Left out leaving for all the right reasons
and all the wrong facts.
Caught a ride with a traveling preacher
in a beat up van.
Said ......
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Categories:
leer, journey, religion,
Form:
Midnight Rose
...The blackened fog that veils nocturnal lust
has draped the virtue of a virgin dawn
while carnivores, entombed beneath the dust,
unleash to prey upon a heedless fawn.
The garish moon shall leer ......
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Categories:
leer, angel, anxiety,
Form:
Sonnet
Rejoice In Hell
...I killed the man that done me wrong
And watched until his life was gone
With my heart I cast a spell
I wished his soul descend to hell
My revenge it was complete
As his life’s blood washed the ......
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Categories:
leer, religionme, voice, me, voice,
Form:
The Wanderer Part 1
...I remember a day I smiled at her
And she smiled back
That was miles away
down the road
We parted there
And I came back
to find her long gone
No trace, no note, no sign
I wondered if she
had ......
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Categories:
leer, allegory, lost love, love,
Form:
Ballad
Harvest Moon O're Withered Fields
......the village shivers a hive of restless souls
skin pricklin' with anticipation
as costumed runners fixin' to gather — hearts a-thrummin'
like trapped hummin' bi......
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Categories:
leer, autumn, culture, halloween, humanity,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Show Your Card
...I was working for Jack Daymond, a farmer,
who farmed livestock, potatoes and vines.
I s’pose he had over two hundred cattle.
The spuds and the grapes grew in lines.
Oh gawd! Jack had me slavin......
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Categories:
leer, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Rebirth
...In low tones we chatted
On the steps to her porch,
We talked of the decades
Since I’d carried her torch—
Of love we knew nothing
During young naïve years
Of kissing and fondling
‘Til I left ......
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Categories:
leer, love,
Form:
Quatrain