Best Marred Poems

“O beautiful for spacious skies”
yet marred by all it’s leaders lies.
See it’s “amber waves of grain”
beneath them hidden is a stain

I pause  “For purple...

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Cleaning out my refrigerator, an ice cube slides to the floor
startling the cat, and interrupting a locomotive of thought
that often tracks me down in a...

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Like a baptismal rite, the waters flow 
upon the sandy shore marred by the feet 
of travelers. There, in the golden glow
of sun, where sky...

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What is it that our
vaunted intellect supposedly conveys?
That benefits the air and sea, 
summits, life and
broad expanse of land?
Now

Suppose that we 
at some stark moment
vanished...

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THE LAW

Yet sacrifice would cover for Love's sake
before that time, the Law was sent to guide
sin offerings appeased man's guilty state
but could not change his...

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My shy moth eyes
were attracted to the beauty of your flame
The pleasure of knowing you
was worth the risk of me feeling the pain
From the hurt...

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Marred and minced remnants pile high in a storm’s swarm
Yesterdays, hardened-soft, surface where sea’s warm…

Flotsam found, lays tales around, in frayed traces
Another shattered shell whimpers...

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A legendary tale of love I know
about two very brilliant people who
were soul mates living centuries ago.
They shared much hardship but their love stayed true.
Truth...

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Dark chocolate eyes bore into me,
Beseeching, brimming, tunneling for truth.
A single tear trails silently
Cascading o’er lifted cheekbones so
Perfectly angled they’re matchless
Throughout nature’s beauty scheme.
Exquisite, ethereal...

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"Reveries are gifts of moments, even melancholy ones, 
when our hearts were happy."            ...

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I enjoyed an almost idyllic childhood. This was marred only at the age of ten by my circumcision, a cruel and primitive custom among my...

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Song of a Warrior’s Bride

He counts on me for beauty:
His eyes blurred by bloody spurts of war,
Scarred by deadly blasts of bone
And tissue, his vision...

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I'm but a frail bird tasked to bring hope and spread peace.
How shall I fly high in the sky with such a brittle burden!
My heart...

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An hour before time, they put her through the motions.
Shoving and pulling her strings adding oil and suntan lotion.
Hot and humid still shining in candid...

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The hideous wrinkles and folds 
unmistakingly reveal the damage
that the harsh years had wrought,
all the battles waged and fought, 
won and lost.

I look at her...

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