Best Liven Poems

Sir Poet, Hold True To Thy Gifts Long Given


Sir poet, why hast thy broken thy true pen?
Are not thy words intended to help and heal?
Pray...

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Gliding on the hills of forests you arise
Awakening the dawn of sapphire sunrise
Riding with the winds, twirling in my trees
Your invisible form no one ever...

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Brave  is the rose caught in November’s thorn
While she endures nights of chill and snow,
Awaiting gold daylight's warmth to bestow---
And liven her frame…her mouth...

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As we step closer to our final door,
when words succumb to days of restless sleep,
and dance retreats into a stiffened creep,
I wonder, will you love...

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Just when I think I've seen it 
All throughout this  land
They went and upped the anti 
On the classic can of Spam

Those with the...

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A scientist by the name of Mulqueen
Wanted to create a Patrick's day scene
Some borax he ignited
The Irish were excited 
When over town he sent clouds...

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I was dancing and prancing 
And singing whooped Dee Dee
Not realizing I was not alone
Until he opened his shirt to me

He threw out the mayo,...

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Breathing, Soft Heaving Bosom Swells

Swaying rhythmic her hips
Tantalizing her lips
Blue casting sapphire eyes
Dancing under night skies
Such heavenly sweet trips
Docking side by side ships.

Breathing, soft heaving...

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Me and my fellow buckaroos have had a real rough day.
Plumb tuckered out, we still are not ready to hit the hay.

Our bacon, the beans...

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Somewhere in youth I strayed from truth.
And grew up to not have much couth.
The door bell rang the onus chime.
Snuck out the back to bide...

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O' Dear Poets, Let True Pens Dance

O' dear poets, hold sweet and true to thy calls
Let not rejection's dark, lead hearts astray
Not into realms of...

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Prologue 

Of the alchemist’s physique I expound upon thee
A white feathered cap wore he jauntily, cocked to a side.
His sight like a moles’, aided by...

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Plan for the whole weekend if you go to visit
It's big enough to wonder, where again is it?
There are plenty of sights to liven any...

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I started this poem with the ending
That way I figure just in case
I get half way through and don't have a clue
Of what next I...

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Let the tears fall,
Let the emotions out
Let your pain free.

The ache in your chest,
The solid beat of your heart,
The look upon your eyes.

The wall built...

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