Best Orates Poems

Recourse

The old man bends his   
knees- 
to the graveyard of 
speech.
His barren stretched arms  
raise up. 
Orates the last 
of his unpronounced 
plea, 
for a piece of sky,
for a grip of dust.
Unresolved. 

Like that of a master 
and his beast 
unwilling 
to...

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A lovely Llama called Lin
Got her head stuck in a bin
She gave a shy yelp
We all dashed to help
And tended the cut on her chin

She’s got such a pretty white coat
It’s much softer than that of a goat
Her poetry is divine
How I wish it were...

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MONSTROSITY

Up in the old house down by the creek
Stood a mammoth waiting on me.
Down by the river close to the sea
I saw his eyes looking through the trees.
Walking through the valley feeling free
The mammoth came running after me.
Never a day do I not see
The prophecy...

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Strutting with swagger while singing along.
I am the epitome of arrogance a hundred percent strong.
Trying my dynasty to destine the cause,
I formed a voice of expression.
Walking in mediums to speak to the crowd,
My poetic mien capitalized.
I am a Diva now.

This demeanor was everlasting as I...

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An orange and tan 
orangutan
with origins
that span
to Pakistan
orates flimflam
o'er an ornate
garbage can
ordained an oracle
by an ordered clan
to plant a plan
for their ordure
that ornaments
said garbage can
the ornery orangutan orotundly
upon does scan...

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Brothers Levi, Jordan, Matthews, Joe and Jedden, 
You were sheer shocked as did Sister Hussein
That even this day we can still adjure, argue, advocate,
And advance active activism for the rule of law stolen,
As did Dr Manuele or Orton Chirwa before this date
Who blustered against the...

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(A recent virtual chat with thine youngest daughter
awakened poignant memories adjusting to 
fatherhood for first time).
     
December 22nd 1996 Bundle of Edenic Joy
Twenty one plus years ago 
   faux self anointed 
   cap’n Matthew Scott Harris
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Looming way up high in the sky, holds a friendly, but shy star; which posses the caring, and strong-willed 
determination, which controls the poor star at every waking moment.
The determination to fit in and be recognized is seen through the hesitated young star.
Soaring into a...

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With so many wonderful words out there
of remarkable rhyming quality,
like harbinger, extraordinare’,
recompense, and soliloquy, 
I find it hard to make a choice
betwixt effervescent and supine.
As to which of these appease me most
when I prepare to pen a rhyme.

Suddenly I’ll hear the call,
“Why must you have...

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Farmer Fred the raconteur
I’ve often said is full of manure
When spinning yarns of yesteryear
His tales grow taller beer by beer
He orates on about three little pigs
Elucidating eloquently on their building of digs
In Fred’s varied version there is not a wolf
The malefactor being a malcontented oaf...

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Treasures Midden
David J Walker
 
It is in the midden 
The story hidden 
In the heap 
 
The truth entwined 
With dung and grime
To keep
 
As secrets from the 
Eyes less bold
 
Where orates swear 
To the foulest air from
Truth in scripted told
 
The dung heap...

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Precious priceless progeny 

     Hands down the most dramatic change ever needed to make the most profound impact awoke from helping beget the first offspring. An internal paradigm shift reshuffled priorities such that the helpless newborn necessitated immediate attention. 
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 Written: September 29, 2023
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Silence has an inherent sense of fame.
stance that orates itself without a name.
Before the earth was claimed by sound,
Silence knew it would inherit all around.

Perched on a wall, a cat decries stardom.
Amid the birds in the gazebo or a dogdom
Its sleep is...

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dulcet …

the night …
holds far too few hours
to attend you, pure … proper
in twilight reverence
your body’s song is my scripture
the braille my fingers ache to read -
sexy verse moonlight recites
and orates to my blood
longing’s lullaby
spoken glyph-by-glyph
and plopped like sugar on my tongue
where it attends …
yours...

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