Best Plying Poems

When Whitman said
make your life a song,
had he spoken to old whalers?
Did they tell him of nights becalmed
on a pacific salty sea,
when no sound of lapping waves,
or rope stressed wood,
could interfere with the silence in the hold?
Did they tell of a time beyond sleep
long after...

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Poets often pontificate
In their particular poems
By punching words into 
Pre-determined form

Plying on rhyming
Placing their phrases 
In perfect presentation
With proper punctuation

Perhaps to receive 
A few platitudes
Possibly some praise
For its perfection...

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Words On The Go - playfully plying wordplay
A Reverse Rant, not averse to a terse verse
sublime rhymes of the times, no Writer's Block to unlock
a poem off the shelf To My Teenage Self 
Who Would I Bring Back? We the People, our Secret Selves 

The...

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~The Green Eyed Lad~
Nah Then, I’d like to spin you a yarn and weave a story for you to enjoy
It’s about a lad I know and I would have liked to have met as a boy
He is well traveled and I believe well read
His family...

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Manic Melancholia

He flew high as a kite with no ceiling concealing his madness

A hawker plying his trade with all prayers lost preying on reason

Sold out flapping wings and the wind soaring no sores attached

No strings yet a puppet found but not lost scraping skies all...

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there is a brothel there down the street,
built like a palace three stories high,
hear anklets jingle on dancing feet,
with singing and drums as you pass by.

I have chanced within once as a youth,
to savour pleasures of sinful flesh,
in wine and smoke did not see the...

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Prose
                                      Poser Poised
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plying females with manmade bait ~ is not an animalistic trait 

beasts instinctively lie in wait ~ a misogynist will dope its date 


By
David Kavanagh...

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The war is ever-nearer to the boarders of this land
Seeping forward through the woods
Releasing acrid echoes of doom ahead on energetic tongues of stowaways
Lucky to survive their ordeal
Here they are welcomed, and in this cozy tavern
Their woes are hidden in the shadows while they warm...

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To take a thought and shape a poem
Takes patience, and a clue – 
The patience for the diligence
Required of a muse
The clue for clever subtleties
Engaging poets use

To form connections yet unformed
Reveal with clarity
The mysteries that men have known
Throughout the centuries
Unraveled with apparent ease 
In fonts...

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Workplace harassment is rife, alive and well, 
Occurring too often in this pseudo company.
Derogatory, condescending words roared, inches from your face, 
Sounding like a battlesque symphony.

People in charge making foolish demands,
Then usurping workers places, employing visible stealth.
Not being productive, effective or profitable, 
To any of...

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"Fireflies and Sea Poppies" 

glow up 
a short life 
buzzing by 
lighting up the 
shoreline

caves 
they're heading for
silent crowded sanctuary
stick fast like glow worms
fire lit to cold walls

words on the body
of the conscious all
written thoughts 
burning in soliloquay
hear the call 

red sea poppies 
standing scarlet
marked...

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childhood, creation, feelings, growing up, heaven, imagery, word play,

Awakening Teary-eyed Emotions  ©                        	

Collect upon the stillness
Count down the seconds
Clouds have overshadowed
Calling...

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Am I to seek the darkness of disdain?
Drawn by some passion for solitude
By the gentle sound of falling rain
Where I find my emotions imbued
Am I to find myself forlorn?
In the shadow of some cloud
Darkness plying torment’s scorn
With the quiet being too loud
Am I to feel...

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She couldn't believe her luck with the knock at the door,
This day of all days, the one day she can will a way.
One can only trap with the appropriate bait laid;
She preened herself in the mirror plying red "trap set"
Winking at herself with the smack...

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