Best Retraction Poems

(Spock)

Captain, sensors indicate a power surge
Resonating through their ship's body
I'm sure I don't have to remind you
They have their own Scotty




(the questioning me)

But where has faith brought us?
As I look around I see
A species not asking any questions
About the infinite possibilities




(the faith-based me)

But that's why...

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Less than twenty-four hours after dashing off a poem 
   explaining why i wanted to die
found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis, 
   a bowel movement wherein waste unable to expel 
   from the anus of this guy
which...

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The aged gypsy woman speaks,
A curses ancient spell, a dark ruins incantation,
From ages long ago,
Beneath the full moons illumination, a single red
Drop of human blood is spilt,
Upon the blossoming wolf bang, turning
It velvet shin to redden crimson.
Cruelties hatred and malice, has created
A beast that travels...

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GHOST MIRRORS

Ghostly images captured within the prism of reflected light,
Ethereal waves rippling against reality’s framed surface
Of the translucent, as phantom hands press, slamming at
The fragile glass of dualities deadened zone of existence!
A sudden shimmering, in the beguiling mirror of illusions,
As in the icy eerie chill...

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Poetry is a tree that stands alone
Till it matures fully grown
Little by little it adds from birth 
Watered by emotions  full of worth
Nourished with  words simple and  complete
Creating rhythm and internal beat 

Capable of saying things quite profound
Sublime Rhymes and ideas abound
Early...

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A slight pause is taken between a thought
and the words that I speak from my heart
for words often rendered in too much haste
are frowned upon with wary looks of distaste

I have to admit that it's a voluntary action
Once my words are out, there's no retraction
Much...

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"Let's Make America Great Again!" *Sigh*
Great catch phrase! But...It's a ruse!...It's a lie!
Let's put the cards on the table! Shall we...Why?
(Your Brothers and Sisters will probably die!)
The words are the shallows of a deeper intent
Meant to allure, with a 'come hither' scent
Confusing the people, hardening...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.

All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction

Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!...

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The day is long as my time is short
I walk the course of vengeance with a heavy heart
I see the pillars of flame...?

I see the roots of my shame...?                                
I see the orb, In the last days of the rain.
I see the poison or what runs...

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So... she loves you

but must leave too

a frightening thought

yet, one so true

A book she writes

dedicated to you

in return she received

a mere line or two

Her doubts confirmed

by this blatant inaction

no plea for forgiveness

or promise of retraction

Lay ...

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I look out there  

With a curious stare 

An informative world conference experience  

Should be attended if serious  

No one can be seen  

What could it mean?  

Except for a gentlemen  

A message the individual wanted to send ...

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Worms are grisly, 
quite abhorrent, 
slimy, and a world apart from 
style and character I'll warrant. 

All they do is wriggle, 
wiggle to distraction, 
captured by the early bird 
they're skewered to inaction, 

yet they aerate the soil, 
help in nature's grand design, 
I'd better...

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No matter how much
Or how high we push on
In our quest to touch
GOD's sky we ask why
Were we made in the
Image and Likeness of
His Heavenly Highness
Yet sold to the Devil for these 
Measely prices our
Souls stolen through
Intricately planned
Niceness heists
Running around in pure
Darkness GOD
"Cut On The...

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So here it is
the passing of a day
this dull Spring day
and the silence pollutes my thoughts
while the depression dips poison into my oxygen
It's cold outside
fitting weather for how I feel inside
for I am lost
I don't know what happened
but well what did I expect
to be held...

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