Best Moot Poems

An Echo Poem by Lora Colon and Brian Johnston

I Do It For My Heart by Lora Colon

Each morning my heart and I talk, 
It asks me why he went away, 
Like a child that can't understand, 
It asks the same question each day

To spare my...

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Question not the questioner,
for this is done in vain,
nor should we blame the blameless,
adding links to Marley's chain.

The defiant will not be defied,
their hearts are wrought of steel,
have empathy for the empath,
who took on this job to feel.

Don't second-guess the psychic,
whose visions she won't share,
and...

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No matter unseasonably
blustery March like weather
prevails across my neck of the woods
(Southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania)
and across the main body
of these United States of America
particularly original Thirteen Colonies
global warming alive and well
and promises to return
with a vengeance
after station identification.

Find out pertinent ice age accouterments;
gear up as...

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It is merely one voice

A faint echo within the multitude

Distinguished only by its resigned silence

Strength of desire fading away

Like a snow flake destined to disappear

Its singular beauty lost within the many

Uniqueness melts into a white blanket of obscurity

Followed by the endless parade of individual sameness

Each...

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Impossible mission to uncouple accountability,
(no matter minuscule - veritable drop within
figurative bucket when quantity contrasted/
compared alongside industrial waste courtesy
major corporations), yet helplessness prevails
survival (mine) inextricably bound trappings
twenty first century allow, enable, and provide

exploiting even dollop so called nonrenewable
resources, I could sacrifice corporeal entity -
body, mind...

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Know
Love
Lord...

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Excuse me; I can't hear you
My batteries must be flat
I am not sure I have my hearing aid in
As I am as blind as a bat
What did you say? Feel
Feel?  that won't do any good
I would have done that in the first place.
If I...

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I wonder how it feels
as the chalk is erased away
to know that what you mean
is exactly what you say

the words hang thick like cobwebs
heavy in a dusty room
serving as a shelter
protecting like a womb

there's an shadow on the floor
a taped outline of the truth
and what...

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Forlorn to flail hopeless pursuit
My poetry is mostly moot
Topics ranging far and wide
From seasons past to suicide
Just take a look its plain to see
In isolation I will be
To write a single verse to matter
Bold expression mental chatter
As a heart beats sure and steady
So the mind...

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If I sit in back and don't see what's coming,
jump from a plane without a chute,
stand in an airlock and evac the air,
fly toward the sun and get too close,
love you and lose me...

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There's a lot to be said
for silence
but you won't hear it from me
I'm satisfied tongue-tied
as the less said the more I see
and even if the point is moot
'tis a wise owl
who don't give a hoot

YY  UR  YY  UB  IC  UR...

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