Best Loaned Poems

I'll lend you for a little time
 a child of mine, he said,
 for you to love the while she lives
 and mourn for when...

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Well, I see that Congress is proposin' another trillion dollar spree!
Those inept buffoons must think money grows upon a tree!
The treasury is crankin' out bales...

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Dear Mr. Frost
....
You gave to me a close-up view
Brand new eyes to see the world
The smallest things were brought to light,
enhanced and made to stand...

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2017 - year zero

They loaned to the poor, who cannot repay.
They stole from the old, who cannot recover.
They sold our future, for better or worse
and...

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2/8/17


Straight, curvy and bumpy roads
Some with cones
All across the globe
Tools made of stones and from bones

Got to stay in the zone
Wherever I may roam and...

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My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
...

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Loaned to all at one’s birth, a life and time,
For some, a life time paying back every dime.

© Harry J Horsman  2012...

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Oh how I fantasized that his large
    dark eyes would look my way.
Seated behind him in sixth grade
    I...

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Bloody race horses! Flamin’ ‘Hilly’. He said he had the inside news
‘Put everything you own on it, the horse just cannot lose’.
To think I listened...

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Thomas was walking through his favorite part of the forest,
where the overturned giant oak tree has been a sitting spot
for him since childhood, the part...

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Its been six years, and the foremost memory of her smile still shakes my heart
Sunny, Bright was the day, her hair was tied into a...

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She was a cute little girl with orange dancing shoes.
Those dancing shoes had rhinestone eyes that could schmooze.
Her name was Willa May, and she had...

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I
Source, o Mountains of mountains, Ocean of oceans, Galaxy of all galaxies, I bow in love

II
Jesus, you are the only reason we have any solace,...

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Reflections
Perchance refractions
On mirror of civilization
Unveiling deep furrows-
Nausea of despair!

Ugly shadows of innocence
Haphazard ruins
Harbingers to Africa.

Mother Africa
Unleash black juju
Denounce anaemic gods and
Sing blues to negritude

Dream with...

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It has become painfully obvious that the only way to be heard
is to pay through the nose to be a lifetime nerd,
the way to be...

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