Best Losses Poems

Atmospheric grayscale mirrors my mood
where rainbow pastels are loath to intrude,
monochrome perverse looms ‘cross universe -

black powder train, mind is gun barrel gray
cold dispassionate muzzle of dismay.
My happiness; my death will reimburse -
lifeblood bleeds an anemic attitude.


Susan Ashley 
November 17, 2018...

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Good old ageing inevitably involves loss
Affecting our faculties 
Varied for each individual
Different losses ,different degrees

Frustrating and difficult it is
A struggle at times to say the least
Adjusting and learning to cope with
“Life’s old age beast”

Along with losses there are personal gains
We individually accrue
The greatest blessing age...

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Some losses can be sustained ,
And written off as collateral damage,
So we can live to fight another day,
And Love can still flourish without them.

Other losses can not be written off so lightly,
And our only hope is to regain what we lost,
If we want peace of...

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that's what it is to be a slave
but now you know the truth
and are no longer blind
outcomes are known
history cycles like a clock
it is discrete and you are not
less than this being lodged in time
captured and held upon the water wheel
that goes round and round...

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I was a perky lost and found coordinator, reuniting people with possessions,
As pink-orange, diamond sunset rejoins us, reminiscing sunrise impressions.

I liked blithe smiles of pleasure and relief, at reclaiming what was once lost,
Like pearl, exciting moonlight, in demand, must keep returning at any cost.

Because I...

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sacrificing self for better or worse is almost too much
the exact outcome's unknown and you do lose not win

you now know blindness but one day may see truth
rather than just what's true there then not here now

the stage is a play written so many time...

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This Day, Greatest Losses, Blood Soaked Sands

Day to remember, honor for its gain
loss reminds us never, never again.
Neptune shook the sea, watched cannons fire
sandy beach blown apart, war's raging ire.
Courage, grit, sand, water, death and red-blood
ahead lay bloody roads and blood soaked mud.
D- Day, sacrifices...

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Flares of fire erupt,
Dust in the wind,
~ The World’s losses.

Tears from everyone,
Pain unimaginable,
~ the world’s losses.



Written by Lee Ramage
September 10, 2011
For Caroline Devonshire’s
“Remembering 9/11”
Placement: 7th...

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Life is a game of wins and losses,
You must know when to cut yourself off.
Cause I’ve tried to push through, I’ve tried to hold on,
Relentless yet insecure, I was nothing but a pawn.
Now the tide folds over, the season turns from brown to green
I face...

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Harden not your heart when humble pie lands on your plate
Rubbing your pride in the mud
Nudging your memory, reminding you it ain’t too late to debate
Whether crushing with a thud

Kills, steals or heals
Your longing pride
That feels
Too big to deride the ride

Into peacock attitudes
Built and overblown...

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Looking outside my sill at the stardust waiting to fall,
   I see Cashmere, my ivory horse, ready to leave the stall.   
I remember the days when simplicity was all I knew, 
   when I would consider my good intentions...

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i have to let go
of things i use no more
past papers of rough drafts
bottles of perfumes
devoid of their scents
pairs of shoes
I've grown too old for
i have to let go
of things i use no more

give them out
burn them up
clean my closet ASAP
throw things away
that have no...

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Remonstrations, protestations, recriminations
In the wake of a calamity that strikes below the belt
In communities decimated and disabled by insinuations
Brought to a head when fickle feelings melt

As tempers in embers flare
In scenarios of utter disbelief prompted by dysfunctions
In families with implicit love deficit declare
A truce among...

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Last night i had a dream, in the dream all of my closest friends were there with me waiting for him.

An old friend who everyone missed. The door opened and he stood there with no expression on his face. Silence was cast throughout the room...

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A couple
Tough losses
At the beginning
Of the season
Is a sad thing
But also good
For uprising...

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