Best Mordant Poems

...No flame within! 
      do I hold for you
no delightful delicacy
      shall I put to rhyme.

No picturesque words
      in italics of your
woeful wildlife, no
      acknowledgement of
the a......

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"Aurora Spills"


Aurora spills like a waterfall
light from the eyes 
saltwater tears
crocodilian
scaled in the weight of worth
a drop in the ocean of fate
breaks the s......

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...Glass and fractured imaginings are trite
Upon his blameless feet
Even as he dance and play about them

Toxic and perilous smoke are authority
Outside his naive lungs 
While he freely breathes t......

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...Before the faint feathered light of dawn becomes airborne
and the world around me lies hushed in peaceful slumber
I often ruminate on the rose and its weaponry of a thorn
equating them to thoughts......

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...So many times he’s needed a friend,
his wine only lasts until
the bottle reaches the end,
so many days in ruin
following the trend, those lost in hours
indulging in proof of the Scottish blend,
......

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...You are my morning dawn 
…My evening dusk
Features of essence ever changing

Your eyes the flame of desire
…A calm cool wind
The light of the sun and blushing moon

You’re my crossing into fa......

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Written August 13, 2025, for a contest by Edward Ibeh

Quote: The grief you cry out from draws you toward union. Your pure sadness that wants help is the secret cup. Listen to the ......

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When wracked with suff'ring even more,
     I all alone bemoan my fate,
as one who drowns in sorrows sore
     which harm, harass, and maul his state.

Aggrieved for what feels like forever,......

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......en l'an soixante-dix de mon age...

All the familiar names from our youth
now belong to aged, unfamiliar faces.
Even my own reflection startles
as I pass the mirror
hanging in the hall.
Sud......

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...Humanity Canteen

My restaurant is exclusive and classy no paupers allowed though I
have to declare that I picked up the chef near the township where
on a paraffin cooker in his garden of plenty ......

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...Oh like an army
she battled through my defence
like a tornado
blew away a mordant mind,
yet the touch of an angel.

© Harry J Horsman 2013......

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...Occasionally we should expose the wackier lobe of the brain
in order to better appreciate the more sensible side of the mind.
     ~THIS is one of those times...

I capriole betwee......

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...there flies a bird as white as life,
an ugly, peaceful dove,
 which carries darkness in its beak,
 the poem wroth with love:
 the farmer wakes at morning,
 weak with pain and ache;
there's no p......

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...Two Dogs at the Gateway
By Sy Roth


They slurped their saliva, 
huge globs,
big, barking mouthfuls 
dripping from their jowls like milky icicles 

Teeth-bared lips,
They guarded the gatewa......

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...I am fire, I stalk you and wait to burn your fat,
I am the  pyre that delights to ignite your passing hat, 
I am fire that brassy whore that sucks you dry with flames
you cannot quench

I am fir......

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