Best Repute Poems

(1.)
Beware, Nightmarish Dreams Are Oft By Raven Sent,
(In Tribute To Edgar Allen Poe)

When incantations stoke fiery embers,
eerie nights, their sounds roust to remember
ghosts of yesteryears,...

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ILL REPUTE

It was a house of ill repute 
And though the occupants were cute
(Or so I gather second-hand,
I haven’t visited, you understand)
The local residents agreed
That,...

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I followed you from Galilee
To that sad day on Calvary
     Of love You spoke
     New hope You...

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At center of soul,
Lien my  wealth  of gold,
In the bible,
You’re very well liable,
To see gold,
In centerfold,
Of soul,

Not in centerfold ,
Of playboy, so bold,
Not...

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Through the shallows,
Through the depths,
The muck and the mire,
With trembling limbs
I succor the dying,

Strip the layers naked...
A conceit of consciousness
In psychic awareness,
I repute the repudiated
Caught...

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A fearful, jagged place
Yet wondrous to the eye.
A place for hardy mountaineers,
The Black Cuillins of Skye.

No place for the timid
Imposing in their might,
But to stand...

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A stick of simple bamboo. .
A wood of no repute. 
Hollow, empty,  dull...
Deaf and dumb..so mute.

Then..just a few holes they put..
and Oh!! ..how it...

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Disenchanted with ennui,
I want to my earth
To meet the sky,
To catch a falling star
Outside a ‘Monday thru Friday’
‘Nine to Five’ job,
But traffic on the eight...

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Her Mother says I'm not that bright
      in need of supervision.
A wayward male who would likely fail
   ...

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You can all breathe now Zimbabwe 
Rejoice freedom from repression 
lift yourselves out of depression,

new president, no wannabe 
so democratize your Country
repulse anything contrary 

be...

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 Homeless, destitute with nothing more then a backpack and cigarettes 
down the rabbit hole she went, no linen tablecloths just stricken wood,  
in...

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I strolled through the local cemetery the other day
And here are some epitaphs I observed along the way:

Cletus O'Toole lies herein
Too much boozing done him...

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there is a brothel there down the street,
built like a palace three stories high,
hear anklets jingle on dancing feet,
with singing and drums as you pass...

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There's been a breaking news report about Santa's reindeer.
While flying over Russia, they were lassoed by vile Vladimir!
"I'm determined to ruin Christmas for everyone this...

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“I hold a delightful being and an undesirable being inside of me. 
            ...

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