Best Ring Of Truth Poems

The First Round

You are a pothole that I swerve not to hit.

But you follow my trail endlessly and the sniffing.

When I am cornered I lash...

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It’s not with finger, you’ll wear this ring
It’s to be worn with heart and soul
For there was a man who wore it proud
From whom, death...

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A ring of truth, a silver star, 
so set me adrift and I won't get far, 
but tether my soul to astounding faith 
and all...

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It was their night they shone bright as they danced their sweet dance
Two lovers embraced in their world of romance.

They laughed and they cried as...

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Ask you men do ye yet ken still acting in the right?
Of better days and other ways
We faced each day and night
Whispered secrets of delight...

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 WORD HOBO has that ring of truth as nom de plume. He has encouraged me tons, and with such sincerity, he became one of...

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Today begins a union blessed
By heaven’s gentle hands,
And as my feelings do suggest
Its strength eternal stands.

Into your eyes, my lover sweet
I’ll stare with great regard,
For...

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I do not need a cup of tea.
I do not need you're sympathy.
I don't need you to be obtuse.
I just need a cup of Seuss.

The...

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A happy childhood
the joy of discovery
shattered on the day 
she turned thirteen
when her father's
love for her changed
took on an ugly face

No longer innocent
No longer clean
The...

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ickity dickity splickity mertickity splay
Homer and Oscar have both had a persnickety day
They are dancing a swiggle wiggle jig, heading my way
I love watching these...

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I'm on a ride back to nowhere.
Back where I started from.
Where the ring of truth goes round in circles.
And you just end up a bum.

I've...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished...

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Sue’s purchased a huge baked bean mountain,
There’s ninety six tin’s  - she’s been countin'
From midnight to morn
She’ll toot like a horn
There’s a flatulent stench...

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FOCUS

an artifice
  of  endeavour
precise
candid & confiding
quietly
in unobtrusive
      clarity

a focus
mirrored in
unshowy
  lucidity
in calm
equanimity

inducing
feelings of
 anxiety
a
revelatory
 addendum
 intimate &
immediate
beguiling yet
 singular
with
interesting
glints
&gleams



TONES
a scathing
  ring of truth
 indulging a
kind of hope
 with awkward
revelations

so  glamorous
yet
decadent debauched
&reluctant
in
an intimate setting
 of perception
recast
to intervene
  &

sought comfort
of desire
 so sweet — until
tension was
 present

this closeness
within
the
relationship
of
  intrigue
so circumspect
 & on  display
yet
 constructive &
respectful.


NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently...

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Does someone really know why am I me?
Could it be those in secret societies?
Can they bring answers to my awareness,
That's my consciousness that is not...

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