Best Proxy Poems

God is master of the universe
except on the internet
he often needs help
he has no internet account

so followers cheat
here and there
God must be heard
he commanded the cheat
Is all in the small print

God they feel is not strong
he needs them to defend 
me me me me little me
to make sure he is heard

I don't see irony
I don't...

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Sweat is dribbling down my face, I am feeling hot
I can still hear the cracking sound swirling around 
And the night dancing to its own rhythm
The night suddenly fades in and the journey begin
That night I finish school late 
And boarded the bus from Kingston town
And got off at Spanish town
Then hop on another bus...

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Thoughts of Politicians by Proxy
(President-House-Senate)
By Franklin Price
8/17/2016

(forward)
I'm not a politician 
Would never want to be
By looking at their actions
These are the thoughts I see

(proxy thoughts)
What a cush job I have got
Don't have to work so much
The money's good from everywhere
Barely have to stay in touch

Expense account is limitless
Just has to look like work
Have staff that...

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These hours own shadows, hold words that we will never speak. We cannot see past the next line. This fear of dreaming craves my sleep. And you taste sweet when the anger chases you down.

Silver moons hang down from heaven. We are the last of the unbelievers. We got left here at the rivers edge.

The...

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Sometimes she will talk of it, not often,
but maybe her mother, just to see how she is doing, 
opens a door in her mind again.
Dead mother, in her very special way, still cares.

When young, very young,
she was taken on long silent walks
to the emergency room;
another inexplicable illness had
crept into her bed. 
One more deadly threshold
needed...

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Once I seemed respected, 
Loved even might I say
But those the closest to me
Took my life away. 

They fooled me with their promises
They fooled me by their lies
And now I am rejected
That's what happens when love dies. 

I gave them everything I had
I trusted them to be
The people that I needed
To love and sustain me....

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Soli, Soli, then be Tacet!
Soli, Soli, then be Tacet!
Ossai,Ossai, Rubato,Tenuto
Ossai, Soli.
Adagio? Adagio: no, no, no !
Vivase! Vivase, Vivase!
Da Capo!
De Capo!
Divisi, Cresendo,Cresendo!
Aria, Arai, Mastros baton wishes
me to sing., legato, legato
ah- buto concerto!





they prayed for six spheres!...

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I have stared death in the face
with its huge gaping jaws
most of my life 
i have evaded those paws

My families crazy made up scheme
of overdramatizing my diagnosis
made my life a paralysing psychosis

I freed myself from that drek by compartmentalizing me
but it meant I never really could connect how I felt about anything
I also really had...

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I swim in the darkness you once reigned in
And he, he arrived and pulled me out
My eyes now blush from his tender caresses 
Our hands entwined, an answer to my endless doubt

When the moonlight hits his eyes, it reminds me of the deepest oceans
His laughter is more beautiful than the starry sky
His arms form a...

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One in a million
One in a billion
One in a trillion
Thank You Edward Snowden
Your Name is Enough.
Note. The one who stood against agencies.
Lesson. Those who fly solo have the strongest wings.
Q.Do we want to live in a society where we live totally naked in front of government and they are totally opaque to us?...

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Forgiven by Proxy

Forgiven, Heavenly Father’s Son, by proxy bore our death.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 16, 2010

Poetic form: Monoku...

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In absence of 
True leadership
Who's in the lead....

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uncle sammy loaned 
himself some money 
to give to auntie nati's 
newest honey 
so uncle jerry  
would do the very same 
with mister rus to blame
for blowing pipes
but no one gripes
for honey a proxy
makes us all seem foxy...

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Will you write poems by proxy,
To someone like me who is foxy;
So must inquire;
We know a liar;
Was Trump who is hot to trotsy.

Jim Horn...

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Dogs, cats, children, mates, heck, even strangers 
sometimes find themselves drawn close
in proximity to something 
they feel but may not
even know how to articulate.

Such is Life.

Like seeking like,
the comfort of others
in security 
obviously, but more so,
fundamentally so,
in love.

Love is what fuels Life;
an axiomatic recognition
that differentiates the spiritual
from the mere material.

Spiritual values have lost favor
because by...

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