Best Responses Poems

My training at Starfleet was over, they were now deploying me
I was over the moon when they called; I was full of glee
I entered the...

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People milling around I  do not notice them, 
my face is turned to hide my loneliness,
Am walking in my own despair
No one else intrudes...

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Pleasure threw a party for her friends to come,
she sent invitations out to each and every one.
There were 10 responses and Pleasure did assume
it would...

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I didn't always adhere to the warnings of the experts
		who declared nothing beyond time-outs should be used
		to correct a child’s behavior—that parents must not,
		even temporarily,...

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Hi Everyone. 

First of all I just want to thank you all for your kindness, support, encouragement and prayers. It has made such a positive...

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The ordinary water that she sips
transforms into a sparkling crimson juice
of cherries, cold and sweet, upon her lips.
The blues she sees are sapphire, greens, chartreuse,
and...

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Oh pride, pride, I do have pride
Pride of my country, pride in my siblings, and my nephews and niece
I am proud of me too, I...

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Every sight of this angel takes his thoughts back
the nurse’s suit to half way her legs sweeps his lustful track.

In his fantasy, she plays the...

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a diabolical grace ...

dark, deep, warm-black arms of
an endless night wrap me ...
head thrown back in abdication -
arms spread wide in surrender,
falling backward, back, back,...

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Since Kash revealed "her" secret, I have turned red.
All day I cried onto the pillow on my bed.
I think the whole true awful tale needs...

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Truth is a feather 
pushed off to the other side.

Truths are a body of feathers
within which our bodies reside.

OK, students of life’s healthiest purposes and...

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Hail from top of birth birch tree,
A birdie sings merrily;
Prancing to and fro on each branch,
Pink, yellow, white flowers on its beak are clamped;
Yearning everyone’s...

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QUESTIONS OF BALANCE: A JEREMIAD

Why is it at 70 politicians are still underage
To assume political offices	
And at 30 youths are overage to begin a professional...

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I believe- and there will be many who disagree, and
my belief is this- when we are born a soul is given to us
that first cry...

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It's time now for me to start a new,
I have to as all my poems were removed.
Locked out of my account by poetrysoup,
I was excluded...

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