Best Marquis Poems

A wounded heart
An offense of conscience
Inner struggles
Inspirations?
Or in desperation do I dip this pen

Deep within the ink wells
So dreadfully crimson
My declarations
Upon this soaked paper bled

The...

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The congregation eyed him skeptically
     Long hair, a beard and sandals on his feet
Beyond his exterior they’d not see
  ...

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His home is beneath the theater stage 
Disfigured, he remains within his cage
Listening to melodies played onstage
Fills him with loneliness, not rage

Once a fine actor,...

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Seldom in life does one feel the effects,
Of another’s SIXTY YEARS of lifespan;
But now and again, God gives us respect,
For the lives of extraordinary men.

Such...

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Confined beneath the theater's stage 
Disgraced, he paces within his cage
Listening to music played onstage
Beset by abject loneliness, not rage

Disfigured Phantom shrouded by night
Once Broadway's...

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At times coming unglued
delaminated
Strands separating
vaguely holding their shape

I breathe in the breath of delirious spirits
swimming in circles around a splintered mind
I reach oblivions doorstep
cross the...

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A gentleman’s intentions of amour applied with great finesse
A lesser dame would waver and surely acquiesce

Love designs in the air as ancient as Romeo
In the...

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Magazines and jewelry 
Nothing shows your age faster
I see a broach and think “That is from the 40’s or 50’s.”
Mink stoles were from the 30’s...

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GOD’S BOOKS

Many books by men are written, many words we often quote,
But the most important books are the books that my God wrote.
First and foremost...

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Me: Since Samhain I have been chatting with Satan on Skype..On this date he celebrates his fall from grace..

Satan: Thank you Ken..You look marvelous today..What...

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Sophie's sweat 
landscapes
the claret red horizon
thick serum
trickles 
from a Sickroom -
a death ward

where cracked knuckles
spatter the fjords 
moistening the planks;
bathing the laths of anxiety
‘neath 
marquis...

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Gilbert du Motier, La Marquis de Lafayette--
A hero American patriots should not forget.
He helped us win the Revolutionary War.
In Paris, rests 'neath American soil ever...

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In hell is called Malebolge a site
Completely made of ferrous color stones  
As almost all the rim around looks quite.

Of the malignant field the...

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My Valentine Gift


For my valentine,
The focus of my desire.
Marquis diamond,
Twenty-four karats of fire,
You make fire and ice glisten.



Original poem written for the contest:
“My Valentine Gift”...

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A dry peninsula without internal flowing waters
anointed with the ointment of incredible prosperity
massaged by the fat hands of uncommon wealth
and covered by tight-fitting over-alls,
made out...

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