Best Scoped Poems

In life's surly tusks in the frost of high morn without sun's rays; yet,  the sky sheds sprinkled whispers of the day to become as a grizzly ray of scoped out hope in a hole of abysmal steely abyss as a meteorite's crater of...

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Yeah I can get so hyped up with life so high I'm so freaking verbally drunk like a psycho,
 Mind so wrong nothing in my vocabulary at that time in my mind can get right though,
 A piece of this hate cake in this corrupt...

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My father was my link to beer
And Rheingold was his brew.
That red and white can held the only
Lager that I knew.

As I grew up I switched to wine -
Sangria was in style -
And even learned to like some booze -
Tequila, for a while.

But years ago...

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No Saints were Artists….



Suckd down a portal incorrectly chosen by disbelief blah and a challenge that is ill advised plays out a lost and a soul was threatened to be taken but should counter offensive metal plight to destroy fear of all fears in itself...

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Each human around me sweats
Wears sunglasses
Smacked by gusts
A nesting couple hollows me,
Two tawny, tiny twitterpates
Ready for rainstorms,
And I would be happy.
But, this spring, I am still barren,

Like the young man's eyes
Across from me
I see sitting in midnight blue
Rising randomly observant riding shotgun
Glancing blue at human...

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in some places there
         are
triple direction pathways
         forked
by moonlit freedom of will
           or
      ...

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As so I was watching a show late last year with my mother
The mother that squeezes me because I'm her daughter,
With kisses she passed me the bowl of chips and we sat down together and watched the t.v flip, flip, flip.

A poor woman living in...

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No mention of benefits your efforts will bring,
No sign of a business case these should be in,
No overall strategy roadmap or plan, 
no timeline or gant chart with a product life-span.
No formal test process and no UAT, 
With no business input and SME free,
With a...

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burned down silence;
scoped down my guilty finger tips
on your warm aching bones that had so
been collapsed by a child
into our faint abyssal nothingness

that i had released.

our child. bread by your nurture;
your perfect conditions - 37°
pure in its own ignorance, melting
down in it's father's unearthly demise
Justification...

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I saw there was a mow-down in Las Vegas
of country western loves.
And also heard our President
was about to share his view.
But before he had his chance
to enlighten one and all,
I figured his best solution
was to hope before the next time
we'll all do our patriotic duty,
go...

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Shoot the Hootch   O dear
   The raft is wild upon the flow
      I could walk across no fear
         If the active Christ said so

I’d choose rubber or wood
...

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Through the Smoke
Written By:  D. Collins 3/31/17


I am on point, and I see through the smoke.
The game you’re playing has already been scoped.
A man like me has been around the block.
That what you think I am, I’m definitely not.


I come through the smoke with...

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The Thylacine, the Caspian tiger, 
the Caribbean monk seal…

As these beasts disappear,
the most cruelty-vorous species appears. 

They are homologous with humans
but their bearings are too brutal.

Though plenty in Asia, 
their habitats are found in all the continents.

They hold the holy books
that they never read. 

Tender...

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Matthew delivers his latest bullet – tin...

from the Harris-Walz front
where liberal minded socially progressive
electorate doth agonizingly grunt
targeted in crosshairs scoped out 
eager and ready to be mortally wounded 
courtesy notorious big headed 
(and bigoted) infamous 
for bearing arms 
as if going on a hunt
as attested...

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THEIR PARADOXES:

Even Heaven knows,
As they say words are cheap.
There we go...
As a matter of fact, it's so deep.
Guess it's shown, and it's scoped?
Yeah, it's such indeed.
Sketching images in many minds lost of hopes.
They spreading paradoxes with themes,
All because they blindfold.
When the truth's later screamed,
Insults and...

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