Best One Hundred Poems

Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom
          Garden flowers whisper
      Peeking through tree branches, heads nod
         Vines twine graceful arbor crown

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“Pretty lady”, let me love you, take you places you’ve never been
All the pain you’ve gone through, I’ll make sure it don’t happen again
I promise to always comfort you, your burdens I will bear
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to prove to you I truly care!
As...

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another typical day, with feet on the ground
  ordering the hedge to meet my image of trim
  many measured bits fall before the cutting edge
  casual thoughts detach, is there anybody in ?

  then some mental inner disturbance jangles
  with...

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Casarah wants us to write happy
That’s not an easy job
My fickle muse has left me
She’s turned into quite a snob

She won’t let me write a poem that’s funny 
Not even a short limerick
Now my world is dark not sunny
I’m feeling a little bit sick

So I’ve...

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One hundred percent, can you see it?
Maybe - imagine if that were a pool.
A pool of water maybe or a pool of blood? 
What power dictates true endeavour?
What justifies what stakes rise?

Perhaps we stand here in front of pure evil?
Perhaps it’s pure love we see...

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If all could be said
With one hundred thirty six words
Could my thoughts be coherent 
Would words travel in herds

Would they race across pages
receiving thunderous applause 
Would they cause one to ponder
or take a moment of pause

If  words could take flight 
Somehow written in the...

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The birth of Jesus is the cause for us to celebrate.
No Frankincense and Myrrh; we’ve learned a different trait.
Some celebrate in splendour the manger and the hay -
driving home to join Jesus and are missing Christmas day.

One hundred Christmas dinners never make the plate.
No one...

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The things you do are not worthy of compliments.
I thought even someone like you would have more sense.
Sometimes I wish you would stay on the other side of the fence.
Inside your cranium, there does not appear to be much room.
That is why you have always...

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I do not love you as if you were
A flow of pink petals billowing a fire;
I love you as I love certain things secretly
Within the shadows of my heart

I love you as a plant that does not bloom
But holds hidden inside itself: the light of...

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Poem Number Twenty-One Hundred
A true man of rhyme born and bred
Started quite late
Guess it was fate
Eventually my fire needed to be fed


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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WORLD WAR 1 ONE HUNDRED YEARS LATER 
(AMERICAN VERSION)
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Patriotic songs give us reason to cheer
Except when “over there” is over here
Living underground is no place to cherish
Cause in this place , you could easily perish
You huddle in the trenches each day at dawn
Then...

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One Hundred Years of Solitude

Rhyme  of    my    lifetime
Lifetime of solitude free of the chains
Chains   of   our   human   community   so   incendiary
Incendiary, lusty blaze of rose and golden...

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I used to wonder if I’d get through
This war to end all wars
Ever get me a wife and a child
A home with grandchildren too.

Mum cried when I signed up
But I did it for her as well 
I was no frightened young pup
The honour, the glory...

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My mind bows to the ethers; 
bends upon astral scapes.
There lay the challenge, yet unmet,
 and I stand not alone.

The interplay of souls on the astral,
is the training ground, of the spiritual warrior.
Translated into the mortal realm, it loses something. 

Mortals must learn to use...

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A Hundred Years Ago

By Elton Camp

(Statistics and facts apply only to the USA)

It was forty-seven years the average man would live
And twenty-two cents an hour the average pay to give

There were eight thousand automobiles--not any more
And the fuel for them was sold only in the...

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