Best Metier Poems

Manifestation of métier write

As an indie alt rock'n 
tribe beck ha rolling stone dishabille poet,
who views challenge of writing analogous
to begetting an heir or heiress,
which...

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Manifestation of métier write

finds yours truly sitting today 
December 24th at 2:41 P.M. with slight
hunched over mien as  edge of night
quite some hours away...

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A Friday of Gayness 

Today I drove to Faro town I wanted a meal of tuna steak with 
onions at the café I used to...

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Poetry Soup

Evolution comes with a rage
To make decisions as I age
Discover with the use of words
To stir my brain or atrophy
Then write a line of...

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Where we muster and flock as assimilator,
To imbibe the noesis as accumulator,
O’er this institute majestically,
And to nutrify our thirst magnificently,

Where we summon our metier and...

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He was only a sheepdog
But his death has bitten 
Into my soul ever since.
As a pup we brought 
Him from his home
In Ireland
Where supernumeraries 
Are...

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They are nothing
if not taciturn--these sprit travelers.
They do not shock, or ridicule,
for  they are single-minded in their quest
for timeless realms where magic dragons play
and...

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Where we muster and flock as assimilator,
To imbibe the noesis as accumulator,
O’er this institute majestically,
And to nutrify our thirst magnificently,

Where we summon our metier and...

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starry eyed cloud of surreal angels

utmost nadir of despair found
this atheist craning his neck skyward
hearing resplendent August
choral symphony may sound absurd,
but...mine supreme auditory sense

(compensated with...

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no shortage of familiar metier real
     (material) aye attest
welling up within thy breast
merely a predicament how to winnow

   ...

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You - amaranthine temptress!
Pay attention for a sec.
Let's give it a hap,
Ad-lib like vagabonds on the road,
Rambling to dusk in a single step,
Just before the...

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index finger of left hand
     (likened to Michelangelo
meticulously chiseling away
     at marble block), this poe
whit attempts to...

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To compensate for (A -Z)
     ineradicable alphanumeric
     character flaws (i.e. mutations
     of body...

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The Typewriter 

I didn`t drink much till I was thirty-four 
Life was not getting any better my writing ambition 
Was rejected by my family as...

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Poetic Inspiration 

Sometimes things go wrong in relationships, the day is ok, 
I try to write a little while she is forever cleaning what is...

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