Best Pother Poems

Youth

When orchids bloom in beauty life's aglow
to hold emotions locked in deep repose
in young desire and love warm thoughts will show.
Affection holds its ardor as it grows
to burn inside young hearts in evening tide.
In darkest night the heat will burn and rise
till naked, love's sweet...

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potentates posture positive
pontiff punches prove powerful
protectors pretence premeditated
praetor promptly protects pride
princes' prance precede praise
princess' precious prayer prayed
progeny prose practiced perfectly
predator parades predominance
prey predestined predicament
primitive premise provides promise
preachers play perfect performance
populas position poorly played
powerless pouts past pow-wows
press potshots potpourri pother
penetrates poultry popular position
powder puff polititions perdition...

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Cocktail parties are an entrenched American custom, I suppose.
A forum to spew inane babble and where the booze freely flows!
I've suffered through more of them than I care to recall,
And I try to avoid them like the flu - they drive me up the wall!

Alas,...

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Sweet benign breeze swept my tears dry
When my heart bled and spilling out
On madness, loathing minds awry
Lead to crime where love fading out.

On the streets where striplings beseech
Sweet benign breeze swept my tears dry
For some nibbles, they beg and preach
While some granaries choked and sigh.

Sufferings...

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Quiet Soul

1963
Her skin is that of alabaster. Wide circles of red rouge pronounced her thin lips and each cheek.
She is soulfully unique.
Her hair of dried stalk was approving to her eyes of vacuous emeralds.
She traveled the two blocks from her home to a destiny where...

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All a platonic trend.
Two brothers and a friend.
Since childhood all began.
From morning till night's end.
Fun times that they would spend.
Till love hath just descend.

A friend with boxed glove.
Brother, more sort of.
The wiles of young love.
A swoon mourning dove.
Played 'pull the leg of'.

Kissing booth scene.
Unraveled seams.
Break...

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It is a hole of black
Where I find myself
Cannot retract
I dug the hole myself

Thoughts of murk
Not substance from the mind of I
Yet in this darkness I lurk
Pleasing the sadness of I

O’ how dismal the dirty, gloom
How can you forgive me?
A pother creeps stealthily, my tomb
How...

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Oh, Triple Androgynous Name remembered by no name 
I am now a shooting star falling to Earth in shame 

Mother-Father of every single mother and father 
I am now an orphan under moon and sun in pother 

Oh, shining mirror of the great invisible spirit...

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Small gauge large sound
could be trivia profound

Stations and shunters
red lights for the punters

Small member large auto
mobile cars pars pro toto

In silly banter we trust
French letters a must

But remember the other
Freud had a mother

In Victorian Vienna he toiled
his thoughts rather soiled

In mind he bonked on the...

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Do you know?
Yes, I know
It is my personal space,
which no one should invade.

Do you know?
Yes, I know
That your kinesics are so valuable,
That they should be palpable.    

Do you know?
Yes,I know
Your attitude towards elders,
Should be appreciated even by contenders.

Do you know?
Yes, I know
To...

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Some days i just sit in my room and think
Other days i put my faith in a drink
But most nights i lie awake 
and dream of things i could not make

Some days im full of hope and joy
Other days i crave a soothing white noise
But...

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Why do you seek 
That which is yet seen
And find within not
That which is unseen

Will you not pother
Over that you can reach 
Perturb the one 
Within your touch 

But be that where 
Your sight is redundant
Steadily presents the chance 
To cerebrate stats of your being...

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Who gave the order?
What hellish scene (pre-packaged for a mime)
watched my startled eyes?

An old man or a young demon
postures in a pother of lies,
a high priest of low ideas.

I ponder, I shake a thousand
chin-wagging times.
I must know
what killer-clown gave the order
for us to obey and...

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Lost and bewildered within my creation.
Sadness engulfs my life and limbs.
I cry out only not to be heard.
No one seems to hear the plea.
Do I stand alone in this plight?
Do I stand alone in this fight?
Others have endured much more then me.
Expressions upon my face,...

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I visit my nurse today
who gives me my injection
she always makes me feel okay
and has a superb complexion

There are other carers there
but Jen's the one I allow to dose
one prior orderly gave me a scare
almost fainted came near close

I'm glad we found each other
now there's...

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