Best Methodic Poems

An Empty Kingdom 

The news did spread, a kingdom’s will
For sorrow placed its shadowed hand
‘Pon castle steps the crowd did fill
As heart break took a...

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FROM THE MOMENT THAT SHE MET HIM 
SHE WAS AWESTRUCK!!! 
HE HAD THE WORDS, HE HAD THE CLOTHES, HE HAD THE LOOK 
HE HAD THIS...

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Like a sweet child in ballet
 toe steps glide across the archway,
A graceful pirouette holding breath and heartbeat
 balanced then suddenly rising like modern athletes.

A...

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“Ronald Gene Simmons” death’s synonymous,
   This methodic demon murdered the lot!
      The executioner, autonomous,
    ...

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Doc Holliday truly amazing
Sick to death and two six guns blazing
Though his blasting appeared not to be phasing
The calmness of his gelding equine’s grazing

This be...

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Chaotic or Methodic

If alcoholic,
Or Catholic who is chaotic 
Are they robotic?

Jim Horn...

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The feeling of comfort

Is one of the most incredible and humbling

Emotions that has ever flooded through my veins

And caressed every nerve in my body.



Having all...

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Slithering slowly, so very precise,
A methodic invader (and catcher of mice),

He stealthily slips toward the “enemy” there, 
So unsuspecting, at rest by the chair.

Without a...

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Small towns slowly awaken with the rising dawn
Methodic rhythms of routine move you along
A care-free track of vague irrelevance
The setting sun tucks your life away
Into...

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Sometimes, whispered voices off in the distance
 echoes calling spirits, hearts, souls of the past
listen to messages without resistance.

Set in the oceans and the seas,...

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Four thirty in the morning
   I am wide awake with no desire to sleep again.

Rising this early brings forth visions of a solitary...

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The doves arrive,  gentle creatures
 heads bobbing as they walk,
  plucking stray seeds blown free across the ground.
Paired matches, clutching together
 in the...

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Now, come cooler days,
   wind riding on morning haze
   and the once cloudless clear skies
   find billowy puffs in...

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Noise
Life is so full of noise.

Perhaps, even before the moment of birth
 the noise, the sounds of living begin
 inundating each second of our becoming,
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I watched as she dropped down
 that full six-foot wingspan graced the air around
that slipped in quiet, somehow silenced in the cold gray steel
 and...

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