Best Mortal Poems

For the nonce, living soul,

you will breathe in new lessons through our tender tethering

as your seeking thirst is slaked through your skin;

for life's osmosis seeps mortal knowledge not implanted at conception.


Susan Ashley
September 16, 2019


~ Second Place ~
Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 4 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden


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Achilles, His Heart and Soul Were Mortal
Part One- (Years Before Troy)

Achilles* woke, his slain foes calling out his name
hearing merciless woes, his sharpen sword they blame
looking at the heavens he saw the moon glowing blood red
sending its message of truth about his victims now dead!

Rising...

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Oft Woe Is Sorrows, Of Mere Mortal Men

Of fine artist brush and true poet's pen
oft woe is sorrows, of mere mortal men.
Tho' great the powers, sun's glow in blue skies
majestic the beauty, in dawns bright rise.

What purpose poetry, if not to give?
What purpose existence, if...

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I Am Mortal Man, Made Of Mere Flesh And Bone

Sad and lost soul walked in his old worn shoes,
dark clouds covered his bowed and forlorn head.
Life had beat him hard, made him pay heavy dues,
cast jagged stones into his every night's bed.
He looking back at...

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MORTAL GIVERS

Who are we but mortals?
That we should be so bold,
So presumptuous, so arrogant
As to leave the poor in the cold?
Should we not think of sharing
Especially the ones without,
And always think of giving,
With unquestionable doubt!
Being an only child,
Was encouraged to share,
I was shown to be...

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"The Mortal Wound of the Civilized World"



Shift upwards
speed fast
the choice, Is

Gears chosen by the 
energetic heart 
fuel the freedom

The point of attention
the “I Am” 
an expression

of the same
consciousness 
that you are "Is"

we are living 
yet contained economies
numbed and played circadian 

pinned and 
framed 
to our...

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Grasping the mantle of Heaven's raw wound,
        Fear dripped as tears to the cavernous dark ...
            Swallowed my conscience and rational mind,
    Strength and...

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NOT A MORTAL LOVE

Ours is not a mortal love, one that fades or dies,
For I could spend infinity just looking in your eyes.
Ours is not a mortal love ripped apart by lies.
Forever in your arms, my dear, naked in my disguise.
 
Ours is not a...

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You are a bright fallen star from the mesmerizing sight up above,
You make my tender heart pump pure blood of joy with just a minor glance,
If only you would grant me the blissful privilege to call you my love,
To my painful despair your angelic nose...

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(My Tribute poem, honoring Alfred Noyes....)

Defiance, The Old Gods Fall, And Dark Mortal Reign Begins

Fiery earth, multitude of chasms deep
The gods rose from their long and restless sleep,
Of those few again stirring brave and wise,
Night’s last breath then magnificent sunrise
Invincible new Gods as yet unborn
Quaked...

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Wretched humanity passing through a space
Chosen to be born Chosen to be mournful
Woven webs with wisps of waste
Here to discover from the arms of a mother
So misplaced
Some mortal soul striving to succeed 
Planted firmly willful pouring greed 
Purposeful need wrapped up in treasure 
Blatant inadvertence...

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We are mere mortals with an uncertain destiny
at the mercy of time and of fates that be
but dearest, I will remain forever true to thee
For it's you I will love, I avow this faithfully

I will hold you close unto my soft breast
press my warm lips...

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Welcome my dear
what can I do you for? 
I offer spells and charms galore 

A love philter you say? 
I know just the thing
When I am done
to you he’ll cling 

When sun takes its bow at the close of day
In a place where ocean waves...

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Had a thought a moment ago, just before I broke your aura'd wing, 
trapped here, forever, within Audouin's vast crater alone and pining. 
Starved for ages, a new gnawing hunger'd vision looked to bring., 
had we met, you and I, before the javelin started skyward...

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My Love,

The sky reminded me of you today.
The sun set in lilac with a teasing tinge of pink—
just the way you used to love it.

On other days, the sky is yellow and murky,
reeking of sulphur and carbon;
I feel suffocated in grandma’s old penthouse
(I sold off...

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