Best Peoplepoetry Poems


Ive Just Joined a Group Called Poetry Soup

Ive just joined a group called poetry soup
A troop of writers , Ney intellectual fighters 
They lay themselves bare , Pray you care
To take the time , read there rhyme 
and ask them the question
What inspired there direction
Enquire if poetry has salvaged there soul
or has it just papered over the hole
Because we've all been tainted
had our integrity painted
In a light that displeased us
Thankfully humility cleared us
To have another go
Get on with the Show   
For the actors need words
Otherwise they cannot be heard

Premium Member Merciful Majesty—make Misery End!

“…when power narrows the areas of man’s 
     concern, poetry reminds him of the richness 
        and diversity of his existence…”
           —John F. Kennedy


Medieval misery crushing citizens;
Shackled: grueling, clanging, negativity 
Middle Passage past, plaguing, yet frightens;
Intense insanity—gangs captivity!

Draining dreams and desires from hearts—slashed:
Ancestral destruction, devastating;
Bones protruding from ribs, weakening—lashed;
Sight yet sickening, distraught, disgusting!

Will God speak in molding humanity?
Will His divine grace cleanse such evil souls?
Self posed dictators, fool’s insanity
Greed in governing—crushing others’ souls!

Where art thou, Master of the Universe?
Hold not thy hands while the poor suffer worst!

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© Joseph, 10/1/08
© All Rights Reserved
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Semi finalist contestant
292 out of 887 submissions
June 1, 2009 International Contest
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

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Premium Member Tomorrow the Sun Shineth!

"...when power corrupts, poetry cleanses."
                     --John F. Kennedy


A frat asked, will you ever forgive her?
Come! The house has a toast for you tonight!
Now forget—this is not the way you were!
Let’s walk frat, tomorrow will be alright!

Let her go and have her own way each day;
Cleanse the taint with an aromatic bath
Let done be done forever—God molds the clay;
Come! Stand with us—let Him show you the path.

When entreated with her loveliest lies
Spread your wings to the sky with open ears;
Brittle vows and fragile oaths always die
Shallow days, months, years they too disappear.

Upon the rising sun—look to the East,
A royal feast, my frat—that’s the least!

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© Joseph, October 22, 2008
© All Rights Reserved
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

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Premium Member Vignette-Journalist To Catalyst

Massachusett's Willianm Cullen Bryant
The first 'All American' poetic giant;
with verses in 'American English'
Focussed the new nation's eyes
as his poetry became widely recognised.



Bryant(1794-1878) found fam with 'to a Waterfowl' & 'The Prairies' & also helped lay the 
foundations for 'American' poetry as well as creating Central Park NY

Carolyn

Carolyn 

Cares about other people
Actively writes poetry and novels
Reads and comments on a lot of poems on Poetry Soup
Open-minded and understanding
Likes to fish and enjoy life
Yearns to understand and follow God’s will
Notices and nurtures talent.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 1, 2010

Poetic form: Name

True Folks

True folks, 
True folks have no colours. 
When I hear about true folks, 
My heart beats like a silent african drum.
My body moves to hug them. 

There is always  happiness to swim 
With true folks in African rivers 
Drinking pure waters.  

There is much trust to share 
Important knowledge with true folks. 
Remember,  where the truth controls , 
There is always  freedom. 

October 06/2023


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