Best Minion Poems

Tears streamed down her face,
Her thoughts raced,
Her heart ached,
They made her feel like the only way to prepare
Was to hid her emotions from everyone who...

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There Will Never Be Enough Time

There will never be enough time to hear unique
music of nature's songs in its birds, its insects,
in songs of the...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the...

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Everything that’s happening this year
was all planned out.
That’s what Agenda 21 (declared as false online)
 is all about.
Documents related to the plan
are out there in...

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss
Collaboration with Kurt Ravidas

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting that fall from...

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss 
Collaboration with Robert J. Lindley 

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting...

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The series "Despicable Me," 
			we've flocked to theaters to see.
			Wee minions--cute creatures--
			and bad guys each features.
			To all we respond with great glee.

			I never dreamed five...

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Fun minions give children a thrill.
Take note of one thing, if you will.
Like a Xanax, the minion,
In one actor's opinion,
Resembles a big yellow pill!


Written Feb....

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I…breathe again…
Meditating on flowers of my pasture, plucked with my eyes,
Resting…open, like buds blooming, and resting…

“Take me…” he said weakly, so softly in my ear…

I...

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As I think back to that dark time in our community I don’t know if I’d ever seen anyone quite 
like that (Cinder Girl). We...

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Today I fixed my gaze upon the sun itself,
no longer blinded or taunted by its presence;
 intoxicated and bewitched by your splendor.
A minion of the...

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The protests are written from the busy pen
of the one whose thoughts are quite driven
yet she cries "foul" like a rumple feathered hen
when the thoughts...

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HELLO ; my voice faintly echoes back Hello
Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?
I stare into the thick ebony chilly mist
Seeing nothing but the dance...

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Shameless
She is humble, always courteous
Always smiling, always sweet
Such a lady, what a woman
Come what may, she stays discreet
Many a man will tell his lady
’That is...

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Cut my veins 
Drink my filth 
Bite me 
Corrupt me 
Take me away 
Make me whole 
You are Satan’s Minion 
I am your Eternal Damnation

Give...

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