Best Prodded Poems

A spike was driven deep in the earth
In a quest to find man's greed
Prodded and pricked the earth relents
As it slowly begins to bleed

The vein they found would suddenly burst
As it spewed its liquid gold
They tried to apply a tourniquet in vain
Only to make it...

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Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of thoughts in hourly cycles, with riddles, jingles and rhymes.
Each wash-up, extracted, pegged, and hung up to dry,
To taunt and flap...

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There's no set list of motivational things I can name
because my inspirational impetus is never the same.
Often, I'm encouraged to pick up my pen and write
by celestial bodies glimmering upon me in the night.

What moves me to choose canvas and brush to paint
can be induced...

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It was our third-grade field trip to the Dinosaur Exhibit
We would be touring all the lands that dinosaurs inhibit
I remember the teacher saying “keep your hands inside your pockets”
Then she paired me with the meanest kid, his name was Tommy Rockets
“I dare you to take...

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(True story...!!)      
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T'was the night...

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As I walked, one morning, alone, by the sea,
Thinking of nothing but myself and me,
I noticed, above the roar of the ocean,
A splashing, and thrashing, and foaming commotion.
My heart pounded madly, and adrenaline surged,
When a great, scaly beast, from the water emerged.
   ...

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'Twas long ago in a castle on a hill, I lay abed on my lavender pillow.
A soft breeze stirred my thoughts as it whispered through yon willow.
Deep in purple twilight moments, on the verge of sleep it seems,
I rode upon a white stallion behind the...

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It was the feathered purple of a blossoming iris,
kissing the laden air
with trembling lips.
I was awakened by its fragrance,
the newness of its ancient story,
told yet again by a moistening earth
in silvery birdsong.
 
Sometimes,
I have missed the turning from gelid and motionless
to the softening sway that...

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Here am I enthralled by sunset delight
while beholding celestial beauty blend with horizon's majestic sight 
in letting go of this day's triumph as well as challenges' blight
to welcome tomorrow, filled with hopefulness' might.

Sunset colors cheer me when rattled with successive rush-hour dues
Presenting choices of varied...

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Endless pulse of ocean's dance
carries flotsam to the sand.
Every day another chance,
prodded by an unseen hand.

Such a love I've never known—
waves crest on his brilliant mind—
after many nights alone,
sure there was no love to find.

The gentle wisdom in his voice,
urging wind-tossed heart to mend.
Remember, love...

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If displaced, found nowhere, but in water
     of the retention pond,
no longer in V-formation, nowhere
     in the bluest sky,
however, beneath and at the behest
     of angels, ruled by God,
it is my greenest eyes...

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ANGEL
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Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by 
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and 
read Part 2 to complete the poem and leave your comments on the Part 2 submission....

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The Amistad Mutiny

Slavery, a dirty word no matter how it’s pronounced:
Abducted and herded to the slave fortress of Lomboko1 for trade.
To be tossed in chains below deck on the Portuguese ship Tecora,2
Sailing the Atlantic Middle Passage3 leg of the voyage,
Disenfranchised from their Mendiland4 home in...

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Attila the Hun was a kindly old soul
He raped and plundered the land
With the aid of his murderous henchmen all
A truly psychotic man 

The kind of man you'd like as a friend
If you love to ransack and pillage
Hitler was another of these murderous souls
Marauding each...

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