Best Overstate Poems

I wonder if death will be anything 
Quite like living, such as 
Stretching the imagination
And allowing for opportunities 
Of love and selfless giving. Freely
Recognizing one’s demise isn’t something we wish
To dwell upon more often than the beauty of
An early morning sunrise
Or the reflection of our...

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how i feel, silly, spoken word, write,
Submitted for contest
Punctuation Personified!

Mind your use of me when making a full stop with finishing your  point
This can either overstate or understate your completed thought
I find I mean you no disrespect stating when you are to be done...

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Burden of proof lies squarely on the accused’s name;

The filer can exaggerate and overstate any imagined claim.

In Minnesota, Judges are forced to approve nearly every filing,

Driven by social movements and organizations beguiling.

Oft approved ex parte, temporarily, a future hearing scheduled,

This scorch the earth weapon, leaves...

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CORRUPTION
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Now that I’m approaching the final inning
I need to re assess the ideas I had at the beginning
I thought that if you were altruistic and right
That alone was the strength needed to fight
To help those less fortunate truly in need
But few will help,...

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An astonishing use of words,
Penned by writers from best schools,
Making writer sage, clown, or fool.
Exaggeration!  Oh! Yes. Yes.
Exaggeration!   Oh! Uh. Huh.

Went down to the muddy river;
The muddy river was bone dry. 
Frogs were having a big fish fry!
Exaggeration!  Oh! Yes. Yes.
Exaggeration!...

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My nurse got in touch
I did not expect much
from my medical results she had seen,
but on one thing I failed,
Cholesterol off the scale
which was bad news for little old me.
She just sat there quiet,
I reeled off my diet,
red meat, lots of eggs,dairy stuff,
not much veg...

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                        Truth beyond bias in belief and perception
              ...

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You could make paper paving pavements as a pavement paver,
and take that paper to a rave and rave like a raving raver,
save behaviour you savour and say to the saviour to save ya,
lose weight so the waiter waits less and waits more for more to...

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One cannot overstate,
What nobody is prepared to state, 
When the state is in no fit state,
Because everybody cares about nobody,
And nobody cares about nobody.

It sure will take some body, 
To own up to the mistakes that nobody wants to state,
That nobody wants to attribute to...

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can you rework an intention
place indicators around it
mark it out, say it's different 
can you do whatever you want
somehow, within designated lines 
become unconstricted 

all this I ask of a blank page ~
that being where answers lie
for the questions of self
if already known, would condemn...

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Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
I really did not think this would eventuate.
But now there’s hope I will not exsanguinate,
because I feel my blood now hemagglutinate.

Remain in my blood vessels and just circulate
perfusing all my organs and accelerate
my wellbeing so I’ll not deteriorate
Instead, my condition...

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My Prose becomes better,
my Poetry gets worse
The pictures stay unpainted,
new words to the curse

Each line chosen mainly
for how it relates
A phrase to launch 1000 ships
—chapters overstate

(The New Room: June, 2022)...

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When we over think
We under achieve.
When we over look, 
We under mine.

When we over talk,
We under appreciate,
When we overstate,
We under estimate.

When we overprint,
We underwrite.
When we overlay,
We under pin.

When we over produce,
We under use.
When we over use,
We under produce.

When we over stock,
We under cut.
When we over...

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Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
I really did not think this would eventuate.
But now there’s hope I will not exsanguinate,
because I feel my blood now hemagglutinate.

Remain in my blood vessels and just circulate
perfusing all my organs and accelerate
my wellbeing so I’ll not deteriorate
Instead, my condition...

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A poet must have
a wound somewhere,
a little pocket
in which a hurt is kept.
Emily had her fears,
Eliot had his guilt, for Dante
it was his love for Beatrice 
and Sylvia had Ted.
It's all a part of the trade,
the price paid 
to get through the door
whether it's worn
as...

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