Best Realist Poems

Passions for expectations with life were none
Till the teenage accepted life as it came anon.
Went to gym, played games, attended school
Swam in the open sea,...

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Romantic
teacher, writer, fitness enthusiast and self-proclaimed movie critic
who loves family, friends, and food,
I play with words, explore interesting/controversial topics and celebrate life;
feel grounded in my...

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Andrew Newell Wyeth the artist
An American realist painter
Choice subjects were local land
And people around him
His art reflects plight
A father's hold
Keeping him
Very
Close  

Andrew Newell Wyeth-July...

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A Chicago Pearl

She put her dreams on hold but carries them up proudly
as she serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner, six days a week
to make ends...

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different drumbeats, separate Lives

he inhales the wind song

a static cling to yesterday

held in his heart until his melody fades

life, love, hope circle the drain

aging realist...

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She is not defined by  poetry alone
born a dreamer  in a realist family of drones 
they made her adept, at many things ;...

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I penned a couplet for you today.
Rather, a quill manipulated
my hand and scrawled mendacity.
The misanthrope's who read the ode
applauded with flippers on.

Such insight. Such depth.

Mussolini...

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It makes the stomach churn
Twist, turn, pure torture
A foolish fairy-notion
A nightmare come true

It binds you - not free
It blinds you - unable to clearly see...
it's...

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Hidden within dark shadow
Wishing for a loving touch
Wanting yet hoping no one see's
A need for something soothing
Of feeling a gentleness 
Pain is all she knows,...

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Sometimes words make me melt!
Like that anise-flavored, OUZO, the
Greek aperitif.
On hot cheese the waiter pours it.
A match is lit and the dish, of course, 
lights...

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I feel the need to truly live soon
once again in limbo caught in a rut
destiny down the way sings a new tune.

Upon a time, I...

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II

for Thodti trailing barefeet his dried coconut-stick broom on cracked macadam
in the gutter festering oozing fresh month-old drying turds urine remains of fed-up banana-leaves skins...

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Dear people, 
    (Am i?) Mad it’s a conformist state?
A status that perpetuates people to pair, to compare, to prepare, 
to perfect,...

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The World has been playing a game
Oh what a shame
The world has been playing a game
This is insane
Leaders come and leaders go
Leaving me to continue...

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I sing because I'm happy, I sing because I'm free
 Because the burden of slavery is no longer on me
 I've seen the thunder and...

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