Best Pithy Poems

Magniloquent words of
 an empurpled writer.
Where lofty, yet showily expressed 
words make details brighter.
 
Concise, rhetorically composed
 words made solely for an effect.
Causing pithy comments...

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surrendering
reflective puddles
of rained regrets and sins

I offer my humility
the only gift I can give.


Susan Ashley 
September 2, 2018


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In a starless sky

the moon is a spoon that bashfully beams 

behind some wisps of clouds.

You ask me where the stars have gone.

"Darling," I reply,

they...

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You overtake - every corner of comfort, energy, rest, complacency
I don't want to have to be grateful
For each simple smile, each ordinary sunset
Because I don't...

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Azure mirroring 
Overpowering the senses
Pithy eyes moving
Upon twin horizons
Trembling breathed echoes
Holding silence closely
Sensations of a cacophony
Rhythmic intensity flashing
Transparent intentions firing
As eyes close 
Lips faintly caressing
Sweet...

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I regret
Not speaking up when I should have
Spewing when I should have been quiet
Not saying I love you
Slinging my anger
Being impatient with others
Bowing to fear
My...

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Of all old friends, those we have of old are best;
These the souls we travel with by preference,
Theirs the spirits to whom we grant all...

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Calling oneself a poet takes unmitigated gall and guts  
And he or she should be prepared 
To throw oneself off a high cliff
Or under...

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I wrote a great book, part memoir, part novel
Shopped it around, I ain’t too proud to grovel
Got kicked upstairs to a big publishing head
He invited...

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He lay there, shattered,

                    the shell...

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Quickly, 
Quickly, 
Quickly.

You spoke in search of light relief

And hearing your cries for Help

I cried myself to Sleep

On the rotten old couch upstairs 

While Mum...

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Read Between The Lines

It was the point of a meaningless moon,
That being dealt life, its absolute gloom,
Vague stars shone hope to reposed past of Earth,
Dusk...

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Tower, buzz and scurry
Oh great resilient city
Ahoy!
Alive.  Scramble bustle earth's
 ethnicities
On lurid quests--
A pendulum of tantric turmoil and
Blessed harmony

Quixotic city--brash,
Sangfroid merotomized and
Chrematistic--metro nonpareil.

See a...

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Lady Godiva- rode naked on her horse;
That’s OK… her steed was naked too, of course!





Nov.02.2019
Pithy Pome Poetry 
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy

N/A...for contest...

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The Mariner's old salted-air skin,  leather tight,
on a mast-hard frame of bones
and flash flood rushing blood,
faces ice-fed winds bouncing his ship
and helm cockeyed on...

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