Best Rankled Poems

On specific night, the moon shows part a story
With sliced light's slant on key rock,
By at odd interests' solarity—

The cold rock fires back
Through lumped scars mixed in as minerals;
From behind, dark side's show, light lack.

Haunted angles
Sun spangled
Rankled

On specific night, the moon shows part a story
Through...

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I…breathe again…
Meditating on flowers of my pasture, plucked with my eyes,
Resting…open, like buds blooming, and resting…

“Take me…” he said weakly, so softly in my ear…

I greeted the demon with the warmth in my eyes, 
Upon opening them to its crippled form before me,
It was shivering,...

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The putrid, malodorous and fowl nauseating smell 
   can still be conjured nearly fifty years later wracked
I never forget ineradicable tangy, sulfurous 
   acrid odor rankled olfaction tract
entire sinus cavity, yet amazingly enough isolate 
   this offal nose not...

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It continues to befuddle my inquisitive mind
why many of you have attacked and maligned
vaccines, and have decided to become aligned
with other naysayers. Are you physically blind?

It's not amusing when false dogma spreads terror
Your claims are outrageous and uttered in error
Open your eyes to the truth,...

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Reining in jet-black steed;
Rangle for her falcon.
Repugnant mudslinging, 
Risible in content,
Rankled those in the know.
Recent loss of soulmate; 
Ravens smudge the teal sky.
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GLOSSARY 
Queen Elizabeth II had a good seat, and her love of horses is well documented.  [Edited]
Throughout the ages, falconry has been...

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Your black hair shimmered
I knew not the reason
I watched it every little season
My heart and head simmered
Your shapely body twinkled
As if never would it be wrinkled
Yet it had a little lesion
Which never ever rankled


You were my heart`s queen
Those organs of sight
Just witty and bright
They caught...

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Far back in the cool green shadows
of the woods in a foreign land,
there blows a rose of thornless stock;
it is thornless by Love's reprimand.
The hunters have fled the battle;
the woodland lies placid and still
with naught to break the blest quiet
save for the nightingale's trill.

Kneeling beside...

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We aborted the Christ a long time ago
What with the successive thousands of gentle fetuses strangled.
Stop stop! Why lament? Let not the wind be rankled
By thy silly bleats and unbaked ego.

Thee killed the Christ
Thee impeded his coming.
Thee cruel beast flaked with lies
O thee daughters of...

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I found a photograph today. 
Its discovery agitated my emotions 
and I caught my breath. 
There you were - suspended - 
like some ancient fly held 
eternally in amber. 
Pose, expression, frozen - always. 

I found a photograph today. 
It awoke a memory long forgotten:...

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Twas the night of the Ladies League Final and the atmosphere was tense
Only two teams were competing, no loyalties allowed on the fence
There could only be one winner, the team with strongest will
And if you lost you were losers, and losing meant you were swill!

The...

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PRETTY KITTY

They named her Princess
Coal black    with long    silken fur
She had this proud air
They had to laugh    thought it cute
Not Caesar    their bulldog brute

Caesar was not cute
had a face like a washboard
Always kept...

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...This rankled Ethan, deep down in his core,
his drummer just quit, but Ethan wanted more,
he pressed on touring, writing out new songs,
from catchy romps to grand epics, long.
Their next single climbed to thirty-three,
then the one after made it to fifteen,
they’re first album came out, Ethan...

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INIQUITY

The absence of moral or spiritual values afflict
we detest them when at the short end of the stick
life is unfair—we are reminded—the reply quick
	
Afraid we might not get our piece of pie
even when offenders repent—apologize
never really payback—just a free ride

Further rankled when God’s time is...

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Tis' life I bring to my garden gate
On a palette of colors by my front door
Each day I can play as I cultivate
Many blooms I have spawned as a grower

Many suns, many moons have sweated and swooned
In the coming and going of seasons
But now even...

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“Pshaw!” My grandmother said
as she thumped and bumped about
her crowded kitchen
steam rising, having
heated conversation with herself

Rankled by my grandfather's
latest excuse for not helping
around the house

Thwack!  She smacked
the meat down on the counter
pounding and whacking
dinner into submission
Beyond exasperation
stewing, livid

“Pshaw!” She said again
louder this time, making...

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