Best Servile Poems

If you could relive one day of your life..
time lost, now retrieved for just a short while.
To thrust old scheming machinations knife,
or return healing to...

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Every Day You Play
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Every day you play with Infinity’s rays.
Exquisite visitor, you arrive with the flowers and the...

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"Backhand"



You have turned me
inside out, cut open
like a tennis ball
I used to beat backhand
along with the racket
hard against the garage wall

To make sense of it...

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A contracted seafarer...concerning no servile rank, 
kept e'er involved watch...away from menial daily tasks top deck,
while steadfast wary of...the diligent taskmaster's whip.

A dawn swift gust...brushes...

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She opened her fragile eyes only to see a tensed face,
Anxiously staring back at her, as if in a daze.

She danced in her tiny frock,...

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"Who can bear to lose a tie
With a dog that is man’s best ally? .......by poet


"Here lies my dog, motionless in his kennel
unable to wag...

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I read it so, the Bread of Life
without discourse, without contrive
did lighten, nourish, so arrive
that building up, to merit, live ~

That in my lines
I found...

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It has the ringing echo of a bell.
The words at each line’s end must reconcile.
Oh, how I love the lovely villanelle.

Its quality is like a...

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At the end of Mercy Street
lies a forgotten wharf.
A single row boat is 
moss covered.
The battered vessel is 
moored and unwanted
like leprosy -
conducive to an...

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Our children are starving
We are busy fighting obsolete wars
The yearning of the infinite
One must flee the decay and connotations 
Of stagnant self content 
Running up...

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Of 
splendid 
thrones of 
gold
Of 
treasures 
manifold

Of Sultans 
and Shahs
Of Emirs 
and Rajahs

Of 
jewelled 
caskets
or lavish 
banquets

Of 
sparkling 
crowns
and 
flowing 
gowns

Of kings 
and queens
Rulers and...

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Sweet September, see how splendidly she shines!
Subtlety submitting seasonal splendour, she
swamps summer’s splendiferous sights,
by stealthily shrouding splendid scenery, 
with suffused sensuous, sybaritic, scenarios!
Sublimely serene, she...

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With glorious primordial certainty
  the sun will rise, the sun will set;
likewise you languish knowing what you're about,
  you know what is and...

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SELF PORTRAIT DEDICATED TO LEON TROTSKY (by Frida Kahlo)

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The mirtangist may never willingly hear
may not want to hear
the multaiyam announcing his cue
nor the melodist aware of the flautist's right
to the change in the...

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