Best Purloin Poems

Aster 'Blue Autumn,' summer wanes. 
The shining sky of dusk is drenched in splendor.
Tremulously, I watch shadows that arrive 
all to soon-to purloin sun's last rays. 

Aster 'Blue Autumn,' Virgo aches, 
and you're re-birthed from star dust that she cries- 
to bloom beneath blue skies...

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Next item up for bid, a rare coin of mine
Is one 1894 s silver Liberty dime
Only 24 of these coins were minted that year
That is, in San Francisco, let me be clear
In case anyone here has a thought to purloin
We have guards and cameras on...

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I have picked up a scent, something's been killed
  And I can hear my feline foes growling still
  I trot off to the scene with bloodthirsty zeal
 Hoping to purloin a fresh meal

 At the scene, four lionesses are having a feast
 On...

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Beyond the distant saddened sight,
inside this lonely broken place,
I see the light that slowly fades,
the flame that burns like love's gaze
into this empty soundless space,
the void of mind and thought and name,
where all has gone and naught remains
but,
as time dreams past in impassioned reverie
will the...

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A drunkard, a thief and a con man,
Who was known by the name Greedy Jack,
Lived a life so vile Satan watched him awhile,
Said, "Of sin in his life there's no lack."

He decided to pay Jack a visit.
Thought with this man he'd have some fun.
Said, "Jack,...

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Were I to swim to the edge of the sea,
what splendid scene should await for me?
Would I behold the legendary town
with glittering brick roads and king’s famed crown?
 
Could I uncover the truth in the seed, 
win a place in the king’s absolute creed? 
Anoint...

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Aster of September, summer wanes.
The shining sky of dusk is drenched in splendor.
Tremulously, I watch shadows that arrive.
      Too soon, they purloin sun’s last rays.
Aster of September, Virgo aches.
You bloom till your breath is snatched away....

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There be
the goats afloat
of devil’s purloin ditch 
of mix of fact, the faker spoils 
“the child!”
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There be
the child revived
adults of quickened souls
a Ga pe, Masters souls of love,
“the saints!”
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Note: 'American, Double Cinquain(Didactic)
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"Catch that cloud with an upturned eye,"
Said the spy with the sourpuss, sober cry,
When or whether, the weather of feathers fly high,
What are we but watchers of the sighing fly?
Whose wings chop winds with whirling rolls,
Bent in the front of the centerfold gold,
A pyrite prison...

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The feeling of getting rocked for the first time is 
like losing your virginity. How I rise from the producers
decides if I like going down or hate getting up.

Yeah, they saw it. Eyes on me. The ubiquitous 
air is still hear. My ascetic body
still functions...

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Could one learn what romantic fever is?
All I knew was my miserly uncle
With whom we were living,
Fell suddenly in love.
Still he held on tight riches.
 
Ah, but Juliana, oh wonderful Juliana,
Never missing a hiccup of grace,
Somehow managed to purloin from him
Lovely presents that delighted
Her scheming...

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Slinking silently through the night
on tiny tipped toes, claws withdrawn.
He mustn’t sleep until daylight’s dawn,
prudently prowls, avoiding light.

Clever, cunning crones craft a spell
to purloin his priceless powers,
control them in Eve’s evil hours,
condemn powerless prey to Hell.

Hither, fine ferocious feline.
Soulfully sing your sacred song.
Whiskers hoary, lavishly...

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It’s joy that rules my pen most days.
So richly blessed, I’m one who prays
when life presents a daunting test
or obstacles obscure my quest,
attempting to purloin my zest.

I write of faith and family,
of birds I hear and blooms I see,
of friends I’ve known for fifty years,
of...

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In sandy Egypt lived three men
In ancient days when pharaohs reigned
The kingdom of the pyramids,
Osiris and that Isis’ den,
Whom everyone worships and heeds,
Or at least doing so they feigned,
And those gods too blessed them and deigned.
But these three men round whom my tale
Will be revolved,...

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