Best Seethed Poems

I. THE WANDERING

I was born with a life that bled—
a seafloor womb
dragging tides of fern
and marigold char

The priests brought saffron
and fear

crowning me with diagnosis

They said: She is too empty
They said: Fill her with figs
with seed
with stillness
They said: Her belly speaks too loud
Mute her

O Plato
old patriarch...

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Ta'likra
was a most stubborn slave
He loved to rattle the chain
It was a sound of pure defiance
that echoed across the lush plantation terrain

Son of Antuk
had a pygmy burning bush spirit
He seethed silently
as the lashes dug deep into his back
The masters hoped the other slaves
would see this...

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She waits, and Oh so patiently!
every day she looks, ("Oh, might I gloat?")
for sight of that one trawler, 'The Forever,'
cresting waves, he, wildly cursing,
all the while he's still afloat,
and every day she moans, "Oh, may he never..."

Nails bitten to the quick,
worrying her apron string
or some...

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I penned a great poem for a contest
Glowing comments stated it should place high
When winners appeared I became distressed
I'd failed to place and released a sad sigh  
 
I silently seethed, didn’t breathe a word,
I held back tears, eyes started to glisten
The placing by...

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When dulled down shock painfully became
a pickaxe ache behind shimmering eyes,
the bludgeoning screen hammered memory cells
repeatedly, over and over.
Tears exploded, soft rain dampened flame,
the grumbling dust cloud debris disguised
broken hearts bursting in agonised swells
searching for life confirmation.

Crashed vultures, evil in senseless flight,
beating humanity for hours...

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We cannot tame a raging storm, so with patience, 
we must wait for the calm.          ~ by poet


The balmy afternoon had been fulgent and warm
Until darkness foreshadowed an approaching storm
Wailing winds of the nor'easter would soon...

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In a beautiful land far across the ocean,
People used to celebrate Christmas all year round,
Trees along the streets adorned with flickering lights;
Down the cities were malls seethed with shoppers…
All in frantic, but no harm in their enjoyment of time.

Grandiose buildings and churches,
Stood magnificently as the...

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Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding!
Oh, how lovely! Those Christmas bells are now ringing!
I wonder what this new season brings,
I wish everyone will have a great fun and joyful singing.

To revere a while with smile on Christmas past,
Revelry and happy caroling were in real...

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Waters around the Arizona seethed,
burned with blood and oil
as Chaos gripped the Harbor.

Uncle Bud reeled about the deck.
His voice rising against the din:
“Abandon ship!  Abandon ship!
Abandon the goddamn ship.”

That afternoon
in a makeshift medical camp
he died from shrapnel wounds.

My grandmother told me years later
that he...

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My moon shun windows have been unhinged
and a panoramic mind binged on self deplore freed
Indeed by the defined journey I’ve moved through.
Through you the miraculous reflections of self-love I find
once blind, now bare to the rendezvous of this world,
of sound mind I realize my every...

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“You play on my every weakness from my past, 
As a heart-wrenched spirit of truth caresses your comrades
They are perturbed as you are by the magnificent light,
To challenge your heart, is to render the fight…”

A darkness all around growled its presence known
As the silence of...

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Sally snake seethed silently
She’d bitten her tongue and it hurt
Sally slowly sidled in the sand dunes -
Unable to speak but alert
The venom it spread through her body
She hissed and cursed in her head
No antidote for the poison within her
Now alas poor Sally snake lies dead

30th...

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 Freda's an obnoxious old woman
She‘d say loudly ‘I want it right now’
Her long suffering husband Timothy
covertly called her a bossy old cow!

Each weekend they’d both go shopping
Freda would always jump the queue,
declaring in her brash whiny voice
that she’s bursting to go to the loo!

Poor...

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Waves murmured;
teasing winds caressed her body,
a lone seagull twittered.

Fires erupted;
her tongue explored his mouth,
torpid passions seethed out.

Mountains quivered;
their passionate bodies lay intertwined,
drizzling rains inebriated them.

Tongues wagged;
a man clenched his fists,
acrid anguish inundated him.

Hate brewed;
vile thoughts blurred his mind,
an animal peeped out.

Love died;
thunderous shots punctuated the...

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for joni mitchell...

wistful strands slipping by

of grounded dreams

that i once believed would fly...

strewn around this emptiness

where once there soared,
dreams, not of riches

but of simple happiness...

'both sides now' you sang,
from within

and from a feeling of being without

you moved me so, i cried, i laughed

i wanted to...

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