Best Ravaged Poems

He espied her all alone
In the open by the lake
Sighed in lustful undertone
And her body craved to take.

Golden orange, rusty brown
What a beauty! Flaming hot!
She looked awesome in her gown
He seduced her on the spot.

He embraced her in his arms
Stripped her naked to the skin
Without...

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Ravaged Raven

On returning from work, I always pass near the cemetery
And always find no life moving there, almost same scenery. 
But today was a different day. I stopped my car at the gate
The cawing began, wind whipped, birds arrived in droves.
Big black birds were landing...

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And I am lost in a sea of sorrow,
The drums of time never cease to be;
Memories drop like pebbles in a well,
And I have dreamt a sad dripping dream. 

The drums of time never cease to be,
My life weather stained and ravaged;
And I ...

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The second time I remember we meet. Looking at you upon my visit.
Rotted black encrusted feet. No longer lustrous and standing.
Nasal gastric tube in your nare. No running scheduled feedings.
Seeing you abandoned in the nursing home showed that the staff no longer had 
any cares.
Balled...

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We hear of a war in Ukraine
On the news just again and again
There bombs are a'flying
There's much fear and kids crying
On the streets in a ravaged Ukraine

There is grime and much pain in Ukraine
They seek hospital beds there in vain
Not much help for the weak
The...

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The red beating land covered in constant storms
The ground ravaged and torn apart
The inner thumps struggling to continue
Trying to survive the constant category F5

The sun rarely shines upon this red land
Dark black clouds in the air
Ground flooded with tears from the sky
Roots revealed and torn...

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Sacrifice made when selecting abode
Unit not ideal, but affordable close to City
With a three year old daughter, I worried
About noise transference below and above

Three level town house style was unique 
Huge unit fronted four smaller behind
Unkemp front garden claimed as mine
Little individual porch, door faced...

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I was drifting north, looking out for work,
found myself in Iowa, in Des Moines,
a polka band was holding a concert,
they needed roadies, so I thought I’d join.

The work was easy, just moving heavy things,
and helping local seniors to the show,
plentiful beer, a big floor to...

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There's not time enough to say good bye. 
When you hear the news your going to die. 
That big C bastard has come to prey.
And ravage your body and take you away.

Soon you'll be gone and we'll be alone.
And when someone calls, we'll answer the...

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The terror in their fear stained eyes
The gleam of blood in every sight

The remnants of the ghosts of joy
That ceased to exist when the clock struck nine

Everything blown up, in proportion
The whole world flashes past eyes

And leaves behind in its wake
A trail of dust fine...

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The train of thought is powerful albeit quite unclear
In it's untrue faithfulness the conductor often will not steer
That becomes the issue off the rails life jumps tracks
Head twisted in all the metal of those false but shiny facts
Focus turns into a continual adjustment of it's...

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...Now Des Moines is a fine heartland town,
not a Sodom on the Pacific,
as minds returned, realization came
and the people found it quite horrific.

They didn’t know who had drugged the beer,
bo one had seen that woman of man,
but something like this needed a fall guy,
so they...

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ragged was the old man-
      (rain fell in a downpour )
rosary beads in hand
raspy quiet his voice
respectful ... asked for cash
     ~  rummaging I found change ~
        ...

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I rip my rib cage apart to reveal my heart
and all I get is stunned silence! 
Stunned to see the mangled wreckage
of pulsating, blood-red organ, flesh
etched with battle scars ... the 
partially healed wounds from life's
obligatory pain and tomboy escapades,
nothing what I bargained for! 
It...

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In my life there has been disappointment,
oh, so often I have felt discouraged;
the failures and let downs, I keep silent,
full of sadness-   my spirit ravaged.

My enchantment with the pen in ruin,
I have hung my head weeping in defeat;
the Muse in me dead, hidden...

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