Best Scotched Poems

...At times, the feel of the sun on my whole body is delicious
How warm, how comforting, how addicting
Of the sun's rays I shall never have enough
Why, amidst life's harsh darting arro......

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...For three score years and little more you lived
Did you at once think of yourself?
Did you at once rest?
When the heartless sun bitterly scotched your back
You never thought of it
You concentrat......

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...I saw her  a milky complexion and a voluptuous frame , she had a name but no surname noone gave her a surname . 

I found her similar less incommon a saree she had draped in an impious commotion to......

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...And 
somewhere 
far off on 
hills,
Dwelled 
deep upon 
a summit, 
a dappled 
ground
A cock will 
again 
crow to 
his mates, 
whisper
To the 
world: in 
earnest 
plea or 
sweetness
......

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...A lot said of Almighty’s modeling
Just a few minutes to lunchtime ding
Persons like thee make any evidence of such perish 
You came out hot from a specific idea
From the horizon of my world
Your......

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...1. My sins may be an alarmist
hitting me hard with heavy fist
Your glory, I want to be near
my soul to you, I feel no pier
a flowerless life like lichen
you stop my spirit from itching
thank yo......

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...As Samuel saw vaulted Xanadu of Kublai Khan fame
In smoke-filled corridors of sweat-drenched Opium-eaters
Did I spy a vision so surreal as to render all my sentient senses to nought
And to replace......

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...Pursuit for elusive prey
teases yours truly
into treacherous catacombs
dangerous mentally
challenging pitfalls,

sets small hairs of back
on camp creeks edge
of night, where dark shadows
evo......

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..."Headline news! The rag trade is torn to pieces!
Dolls are strewn across the streets with skirts lifted high.
Headline news! Markets are buzzing with voracious bees;
Stinging for honey, for money ......

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...Oh! sometimes, how it feels so heavy inside
When words can scarcely express
When laying back on a recliner would barely do
When looking out the window Won't do
When singing a loved song won't do
When......

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...(just in time for summer reading...
recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence)

Amidst a raft of fellow (Brandywine Valley
     Y.M.C.A) resident campers
     who, didst excitedly quive......

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...The sun is high, high in the harmattan season 
The easterline wind withered the petals of love...

I clasp my chest on the grip of blood-cough
As is cosmic rumble upon the heart core 
Without a ......

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...The Lost Art Of Composition

too often my thoughts and the ability to express them
are taken hostage without a clue to the cause
this is an affliction familiar to many a writer
as if madness was......

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...An unearthed dominion
hell itself exposed barren
here life has no opinion
death boldly the only option

riding the unicorn stallion 
aiming his enchanted horn
man’s only hope and only weapon
......

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...Who am I supposed to be
A tear in someone’s eye, not me...

I am...
Of what is possible if valleys rise into ice capped mountains
And rivers flow until their waters sink to spring into beautiful......

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