Best Maligns Poems

Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
   of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous ****
   Sunkist in Macy's window 

   then like a jackal hound, he doth run
after public outcry yelps
   for...

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If in these times we wane or waver
If those who question fall from favor
The consequence could not be graver
obscured is the terrible toll

Manipulation is slow and unseen
Lives controlled by a corrupt machine
when no one remains who dare intervene
Each person just playing their role

Tyranny's voice deflects...

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You ask me now to sum the beauty in sun's eyes
And make of love the distinction that love despise
And all figures come only to my praise of the gift
God gave to Adam, when he unreplenished, adrift
Midst loneliness and impotence, found sleep blessed
To wake and find...

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Dreams of Peace 

                         Peace is an illusive, transitory state of mind
         ...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS --
this portion dashed off
(while dry ving an open white hearse slay
so many months back before
slated him slotted the most coveted
Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio
much more upsetting than today
- - - - - - - - - -
Axe...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS -- 

this portion dashed off (while dry ving an open white hearse slay 

so many months back before sale him slotted the most coveted 

Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio 

   much more upsetting than today


Axe...

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Oh death why are you painted so black
you are white, a relief from hoary age 
and pain wracked days. you are life.
The ego maligns you, calls you down.

You are  a door another change
a movement on, not black.
Not black as twisted priests would have.
Not dark...

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Ronaldo sprawled in luxury 
across from where the spaniel lay, 
pretending to read Mallarme 
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One. 
The Grandfather ticked heavily, 
there was no other sound in sight 
except dear Josephine who plonked 
and murdered dear Stravinsky's Rite. 

Boredom, and the day's...

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...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 
Ronaldo sprawled in luxury
across from where the spaniel lay,
he soldiered on with Mallarme
and, yawning, re-read Chapter One.

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,
there was no other sound in sight
except dear Josephine who plonked
and murdered dear Stravinsky's Rite.

Boredom was the day's...

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So many of them abound
They make for a burdensome crown
Worn by a government needing to be overthrown
Is it time to kick all these bureaucrats
Out of town?

The mangling of democracy by quangos
Is the new autocracy
A daily cross to bear
For which we have a lot of resentment...

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In the style of T.S. Eliot.


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Ronaldo sprawled in luxury 
across from where the spaniel lay, 
pretending to read Mallarme 
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One. 
The Grandfather ticked heavily, 
there was no other sound in...

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Majesty

Who is the image of God?
Is it man?
Is it me?
Perhaps, that is the case.
That this race is to be ruled by the masculine, phallic paradigm,
Perhaps the rhyme and reason of the universe is the work of one gender,
But I know of a woman,
Who challenges such...

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In the style of T.S. Eliot.


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Ronaldo sprawled in luxury 
across from where the spaniel lay, 
pretending to read Mallarme 
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One. 
The Grandfather ticked heavily, 
there was no other sound in...

Continue reading...

...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 
Ronaldo sprawled in luxury
across from where the spaniel lay,
he soldiered on with Mallarme
and, yawning, re-read Chapter One.

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,
there was no other sound in sight
except dear Josephine who plonked
and murdered dear Stravinsky's Rite.

Boredom was the day's...

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Imagination reads between the lines
And there finds the secret fantasies
The coded meanings, hidden signs,
Imagination reads between the lines,
Discovers the message that maligns
Often writers’ concealed anomalies,
Imagination reads between the lines
And there finds the secret fantasies.

Written August 28, 2022...

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