Best Riposte Poems

In midst of evading sounds and shadows
Lurks the soulless in search of reasoning
Whilst in the fullness, a youth bud still grows
Yet heard less, seen less,...

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When fleeting storm said goodbye
The darkened sky detected a lie
Besting clouds her thoughts host
Drenching doubts that block riposte.

As the cobalt sky and ocean meet
On the...

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Your style is unique
Each word very sleek

The poems never meek
Yet no bad critique

Humorous mystique
You never misspeak

Such lovely technique
All your rhyme so chic

Always tongue in cheek
Poetic...

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There is a hostile villain that lurks deep inside,
turning the human body into a battleground.
With disdain, it causes pain one cannot abide,
but the fight goes...

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To Heal A Soul Waning In Want
 A collaboration with Lawrence Sharp
12th April 2019


To Heal A Soul Waning In Want

Man thus beseeches 

  Angry...

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To Heal A Soul Waning In Want
A collaboration with Robert Lindley
12th April 2019

Man thus beseeches 

  Angry midnight moon spat at earth far below
...

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Twas the night before my cousin's 
wedding
He reluctantly gave in to the 
bachelor party vetting
A burlesque, tawdry strip club was 
the setting
Unbeknownst to him, the...

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I fell in battle, sword in hand, 
Invading someone else’s land.
Then I saw her, and she reached down, 
To escort me from the battleground.
I’d let...

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Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices


    prizes for the abstemious  for abstinence  chastity ?
        ...

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The Love Rose

Love like a red rose bloomed in our hearts
It grew in time but was disguised
Hidden thorns prick and stings in our souls
Until there...

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Therewithal, profluent life ettles it's while.
Thitherward, from Death's bleak campanile
Grim antiphonals serenade.

A capriccio, the slashing swipe of the reaper's scythe
 will serenade.
Stringent Death forthwith anoints...

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With love banter she did persist
But my riposte barbs did resist

Few frothy gestures; emotions to grist
But my playful hands pounded with fist

On a lite, free-flowing...

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Meeting a Friend 
I met my old friend Joao at the pharmacist today
a place we old ones go to buy medicine and to
meet friends still...

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To arms to arms, she cries this soul carefree
as she advances the words fly from her quill,
with her wit she poses a counter-riposte
lancing ripening spoils...

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for Jean Franco   ?(March 15, 1907- April 15, 1992)
              
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