Best Put To Work Poems

I write of two-edged swords (that tired clichè)
as though this modern boy knew hilt from blade;
as if I had been taught of true swordplay,
not learned from movies Errol Flynn had made.
But plainly put, things work more than one way:
the lake that offers joy can also...

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1/16/21


Pure silence or the sound of wind chimes
Willing to do anything to save their own hides
People still committing horrific crimes
During low and high tide
It's been one hell of a roller coaster ride
A whirlwind inside my mind
All these rhymes
Days and nights spent getting sky high
It's seeming...

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As I work hard in the hot cotton fields all day
I dreadfully think about the long night to come
Since you lost your wife you tell me you're lonely
and sneak me out from my shack to your huge mansion
Into your bed, where you use me and...

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Why fear tomorrow? 
Does one not have faith? 
Surely faith and fear can not reside in a common resting place?

One can not barter with the Lord and claim faith, 
or seek counsel with another and know trust. 
Vanity casts our minds and hearts aside selfishly,...

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I hate Ni**as
When I’m looking and staring at this burden world  in my vision and I see the world collapsing especially in the poverty streets all I see is ignorance and stupidity. I see a disgrace , I see ni**as ni**as that can’t live...

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Try me, fool, and the semi gon' bang
I'm a big dog, I gotta' let my nuts hang
If I go to jail, best believe I'm bonding out
I always handle beef, that's what I'm all about
I'm not a punk, somebody lied--
I'm bustin' shots, let's get that fixed

Sleep...

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Having a dream can be so amazing.
But if you're not going to put the work in it, then why chase it.
To follow your dreams is a stepping stone of what you are made of.
Grasping the knowledge of what you're good at then just blow it...

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Unquotable quotes: Poets, Poetasters and Platos – XXXVI

     For James McAuley – in remembrance of a memorable week in Cardiff 1965 

The greatest poet ever is NOT Homer, Lao Tse, Ovid, Dante, Chittalaic Chattanar, NOT Chaucer, Shakespeare, Dryden, Tulsi Das, Archipreste...

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Never Changing 
Back in the day you would think twice before you say my name 
Considered hungry and thirsty so I chased the fame
Burning flames fairly new to the game so the **** didn’t change
So I’m smiling kinda funny cause chicks is tossin out rent...

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Let the kids grow
They're kids in the hood that wants to go the negative route.
They're    kids in the hood that think being all good and optimistic is a waste of time.
Please let the kids grow positively.
The responsibility lies in the parent's and...

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I’m the mountain that has risen,

I’m the tunnel that left castle floating by,

I’m the hammer to nail to beat to pull,

Sum up the words I’m beneath the castle wall,

Put in work like toad to stud,

Rampage the flood pastor to news,

Pick up fast I’m the new...

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Joseph was struggling in faith going in an out.
He felt sick confused to this end there can be no doubt. 
Then there were days he felt totally fine.
Joseph knew that faith in God that all given days were divine.

As in your career, your job, your...

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11/16/21


It's all good, even though my life ain't the best
Another day ready to face what's next
Against major threats
Got to put in work and break a sweat
Take a drink, light it up and erase the stress
Living paycheck to paycheck
Is pathetic and a real pain in the...

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I looked in the file cabinet but I could not find it there.
It obviously had not been filed; I began to look elsewhere.  
I looked on the lamp table beside the green armchair.
Only to find my poem was gone, but I did not despair.

I...

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I wrote a book created in Love... dedicated to you
What more could I say... tell me what more could I do?
In matters of love, I was always the giver
In matters of affection… you never delivered
You continue to blame my actions of a distant past
A past...

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