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Premium Member Open Letter To Thomas Jefferson
Open Letter to Thomas Jefferson

You sir, destination unknown, I dare
To address. A son of worthy causes  
For land vast in majesty and vast as
Vast can be in matters of liberty;
With ideals so prim and suffused with 
Philosophical forethought derived from 
Your bumper harvest of...

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Categories: scions, america, character, patriotic, peace,
Form: Blank verse
Towers and Bridges
III

But, of course, I had no dizzying towers                  
To burn...only bridges; and they were torched            
Years ago...

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Categories: scions, longing,
Form: Rhyme
Poetic Justice
Choked by the incense of poetic justice,
I volunteered to be slain for the betterment of humanity.
The paintings of my ink on white sheet were witnesses,
When in Abuja, I drew my poetic daggers,
Against a twin bomb blast that left separated Limbs of men bleed with acrimony.
Eyes...

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Categories: scions, peace
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Birds, I View
Petty puny men able to overwhelm
the world, but you cannot fly. Oh you try,
and you inhance your body with a realm
of steel, but you cannot fly. You will sigh
with pleasure as you body surf a wave.
Think of that in the sky, from thermal
to thermal, following...

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Categories: scions, allegorybody,
Form: Sonnet
Silent Repose
Slumber beseeched this sight which closed

In warmth of silence to brush repose....

Silkened choirs of soft voices heard

Scions whispers gracing ivories notes ~

As carriages gliding atop sweet serenities

Keys as visions amid these their dreams

In violet hues composed upon the candescent walls

Awakening vistas once held dormant inside

Portraitures,...

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Categories: scions, faith, life, love, time
Form:
Diamond Dust Devil
DIAMOND DUST DEVIL

1169 Dominion...

A dark world lives beyond Orion.
This world is within an alien moon.
On its stable ground, stands a murder of mentality and childhood.
As babies are born, the mammoth scions brain from the dead.
The child life has been prepared.

The countryside is where he reclines.
He...

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Categories: scions, character, dream, gothic, image,
Form: Epic



Premium Member Villanelle: When Countries Slaughter Maim Who Brands That Homicide
Villanelle : When countries slaughter maim who brands that homicide

When countries slaughter maim who brands that homicide
Proclaim citizens who kill under the patrie’s pennant heros
Permissible by far all things done to boost national pride

Killing for your god even to ward off a remark thought snide
Fellow...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scions, history, memory, patriotic, peace,
Form: Villanelle
The Scion and the Darkness
Scions of light shall come,
from darkest of humanities soul,
warriors of the blodline true,
ancient calling older than coal,
liberty in defending earth's kingdom,,
 Working against the progressive machines,
this pre-new world order,
revolutionaries of a new time,
against manchurian canidates in number,
liberty soldiers behind the scenes,,
 They come from unlikely...

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© S.K. Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scions, america, community, introspection, political,
Form: Rhyme
Simon Brown
Simon started playing wheelchair basketball, 
Aged twelve at a school community project, 
And under coach Ian Laker accepted the call, 
To play with London Titans so as to connect. 

In 2008 he debuted at the Beijing Paralympics, 
He and the GBR squad won the bronze...

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Categories: scions, basketball, sports, strength,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member The Pride of the Bhoys
Known they are as the Lisbon Lions
But  of  the West of Scotland were they scions.
Etched in history is their name
Because of that  1967 game.

Immortality upon them is endowed
As they made their fans so proud.
But as the years do move on
So are we...

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Categories: scions, funeral, nostalgia, sports,
Form: Rhyme
My World
I live in a world where there is no flow and ebb 
where flies are snared in the spiders web

Where anger is the clothing that spirits wear 
hand me down garments soiled with fear 

Where eyes fail from weeping incapable of emotions 
and the heart...

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Categories: scions, introspection, world, heart, child,
Form: Rhyme
Peripatetic Poetic Spirit
Pressing my peripatetic poetic spirit 
I roamed the abode of technology
Where I spilled my poetic condolences, with company of tears,
To my friends in Japan
Whose brothers are forcefully accommodated,
In the large bellies of callous Tsunami and dreaded earthquakes.
How many oceans of sorry shall consume
The traumatic castle...

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Categories: scions, sadmen,
Form: Free verse
La Gala Grandeur
~La Gala Grandeur~


Revived from mine mortality,I adopt my rebirth
Through neonate eyes,the world now glows ethereal
As my resplendence arouses,death is relinquished dormant
Though newly formed,I step unteeteringly unafraid


Motlique auras,encompass my fellow scions
The firmament above,an wombous spectrum pletharic
Engrossed of adolescence,I become exhilarantly aware
My lineant precursors,swarm samely for my...

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Categories: scions, adventure, death, faith, fantasy,
Form: Narrative
Arise O Sons of the Shining Stars
Arise O sons of the Shining stars!
Arise and speed like your fish-like cars.
Tan your sorrows and pains with ease
And sway in delight like your Sakura trees.



Arise O sons of the shining stars!
Thorns' scratches on elephant are but minor scars
Send your technology-eyed-gods to work
Let them unfold...

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Categories: scions, recovery from...
Form: Rhyme
Tribute For Stone
(Dedicated to the memory of my mother Catherine who died June 3, 2011 and was 
buried June 24, 2011)


Sleep. Wake. Sleep
Sleep on empty stomach
Food and liquor make the journey
Eat, make Epicurus laugh double for once
Holiness! Is it not about angels and fruits
Eden has grapes and...

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Categories: scions, funeraljune, men,
Form:

Book: Reflection on the Important Things