Best Mercifully Poems

Grandpa

a kind face
 
skin leathery and creased from years of working in the sun
 
long jowls like a basset hounds
 
sad droplet eyes
 
always a slight aroma of beer
 
brown wrinkled callous palms
 
dirt-stained fingernails were evidence of an old man’s toil
 
a blue plaid...

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hope and joy 
sprinkled liberally
in generous amounts

butterfly magic juice
summer holiday shine
dragon flits mercifully

sunlit orbs
rainbow feelings
heartfelt spirit man

garden entices 
marigold's ruffles
teasing the honeybees

faeries tiny secrets 
hidden forever 
mystically sound 

peace and hope 
calm above and beyond
earthworms heaven

sigh comes from soul
I feel the music 
of the vegetables

pushing...

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My grandfather on my father’s side, was a pecker-toothed sidle who raped his 
daughter when she was just ten. He threw down vodka from an eternal well and took my father out to buy prostitutes when he was just fifteen... It was here that my...

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Darling,

Forty seven years ago, young and in love.
We fell in love on the Bobo-lo Boat.
A mutual acquaintance arranged our date.
I was eighteen and you were twenty.
You took my breath away as our eyes met,
And I must say Dear, you still do today.

Way too young to...

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I watch the rain flow backwards,
back up into the sky.
I was soaking wet 
and now I am dry
All the moisture is gone, 
sucked up from the ground.
Reversing rain, 
it makes no sound.

The flowers cry,
tears joining the rain
As the moisture is lost, 
do the flowers feel...

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In the morning, he was tetchy, but gentle,
Sitting beside me till my eyelids opened
I sat up, yawning, and rubbed my eyes
His hand brushed a dry tear off my face

“You are alive and well, I see, gentle spirit,
Even with me you thrive on the hidden joys...

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“The God Complex”



His face imprinted 
hidden under layers of ink
he whispers his words

like a haunting breeze
dust blown off the pages
towards the back of their minds

once-in-a-while 
reminding them of stories 
they are eventually, all souls

book-marked 
tagged and categorised 
all bought with a price 

to be mined
unfolding...

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Hang your head, and mourn
the lost smile of elation,
Happiness shattered asunder,
While melancholy tears, stain
the frame of a tarnished silhouette,
And speak words of wisdom, that
pain the ears and restrain laughter
by the chains of harrowing truth,

Demeaning a demeanor, with
structured news of elated nuptials,
Which force the ambivalence of...

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Death waited
Sat patiently in the hallway
We all sat there with him
Looking at 
and not seeing the paintings on the wall
We took turns 
waiting, visiting, waiting
The hallway
Where tears stung our eyes
We cried together in that hallway
Why didn’t we notice death?
Maybe because he brought no flowers
Maybe he...

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The windchill is 45 below sanity
a snow man has frozen snot
dripping from his 1 carrot nose
but the cold doesn't stop the gun toll
in my sweet home Chicago.

27 dead across the Midwest
Frozen solid in the echo of their final step.
A snow shoveling heart attack,
took out a...

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~ Dear Old Golden Rule Days? ~ 

  The 2023 school year mercifully limps to a close
    Seems eons ago when students could afford to doze
  No more - Today they'd better stay on their toes  

  Every...

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Long tennis matches stretch on and on for love of deuce,
While endless freight trains mercifully end with a little red caboose.

Domestic snits could be shortened dramatically with a fruit juice truce,
Though kids keep on playing 'Super Elite 4' when they might be watching
  ...

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Please tell me what you think of this poem I have written....

                      Blessed by God
I open my eyes and praise His name,
He never changes;...

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where are your eyes in the 11th hour?
do they roam to and fro, roaring
with insipid power, baiting the hook,
fishing for retractable men?

where is your nose in the 11th hour?
is it sniffing out a cesspool of plots,
hanging with odious men by the fire,
drawing in men with...

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Taliban fighter
Mind in a whirl
For love of his god
Shoots teenage girl
Places his bullet
Coldly in her head
Taliban fighter
Leaves her for dead

Medieval mind
Full of bigotry and hate
With twisted views
Centuries out of date
Taliban fighter
Don't you think it odd
Although you claim
You did it for your god

This little girl
Is still...

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