Best Quo Poems

Captive damsel of creative-writing programs,   
Personalized, eulogized job of small groups,  
The frenetic activities handy to very few,  
Poetry now belongs to a subculture hew. 

We have accredited professional poets,   
Creative writing teachers at all levels,  
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If man is the measure of all,
Our world immediately shrinks.
There can be no moral compass
Just the yardstick of failure and success
Drunkenly refracted by o'er heated ambition
Or chilling revenge
Without the overarching Architect,
The Prime Mover that once was.

Man lives in a festering swamp
Where reason plays handmaiden to...

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Captive damsel of creative-writing programs,  
Personalized, eulogized job of small groups,     
Quo Vadis poetry, a damsel in distress?

The frenetic activities handy to very few,  
Poetry now belongs to a subculture hew. 

We have accredited professional poets,   
Creative...

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Be different
Love
Lord...

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Where are you, God?
Where are you hiding?
From the predatory love
Of so many new-believers?
Our eyes so full of tears and prayers…
We rush like pack of wolves
After every real or imaginary sign of you
And bury each other, when we don’t find you.

We’ll turn the Pyramids upside down,
We’ll...

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It really is a sweet device,
for we invoke it often as ally
or enemy--grasping at straws
to place it in its proper pigeon-hole
and thus to clarify intent.

And history is on its side!
The noble statesman, saint
and businessman have so exalted
one epitome of truth as such
to gently lay it...

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There was a local lad named one-armed Joe

     Who was an alligator wrestling pro

          He misjudged the 'gator's snap

             ...

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Quid pro quo                                          ...

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Great  are the follies of  haughty   man   through  the  times ,
Imposing  his  will   on  fellows,  changing  the climes,
Playing   god   for   some   silver  , acceding  to   greed. 

Always   striving   for   more ,  wanting   more  than his  need, 
Sowing seeds of  dissension ,...

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Ascending unto the fourth pinnacles auspicious plyth ~


To quantumly observe these plateaus regions of oeuvre


Molten monograms of monarchies scripted immure; immolating


These gravitating exhibits of perceptions inter alia


Past particles of meticulously latticed perplexities....


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....Quid pro quo?!






Note: Smile ~ "Its 'A Beautiful Day' &, 'Love,' Always," John!:) ~...

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Mysterious mime or calculating creature
Misanthropic recluse or doting benefactor
Shallow Charlatan or discerning teacher
Obstinate hauteur or modest beseecher

Erudite miser or innovative vizier
Bridled subordinate or confident mentor
Repressed miscreant or extroverted courtier
Natural predator or nurtured fancier

Meager cipher or extravagant couture
Perennial malcontent or persistent pacifier
Venal provocateur or unremitting stabilizer
Wavering...

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A rapscallion

Pit Peterson

A sine qua non

Of Village Hay 


A Quid pro quo

A Squid or roe

For Aeneid Poe

Of pillaged Bay...

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You lay by my side,
sound asleep.
I sit there awake,
thinking of us.

You sit up awake,
as I lay there asleep.
We roll over in the morning,
with the sun rising.

We look at each other,
waiting for a connection.
The connection was lost years ago,
when you were seventeen.

Now it’s just the status...

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Can you make some space for me?
I will sit there beside you
I will not leave you
Listen to the sounds of waves
Look at the bright moon
Listen to the silence of the moon
The moon and I are very peaceful
Both are trying hard to hide the dark side
Let...

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I want so many things
I want to be kissed on the cheek
I want to be told
"Your hair looks so soft!
Can I feel it?"
I want to be hugged
As though I could slip away at any second
I want so many mundane things

But of course
I could never say...

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