Best Sharpe Poems

Jamaica is our island’s name,
A land blessed with so much fame.
And for the part that our heroes  did play,
We pause to reflect and salute them today.
Nanny  of the Maroons was a heroine ,true and brave ,
And fought with all her might not to...

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With my Patriotic Self
I played this song for our National Heroes

“Forward, Forever United”

But the words felt hollow to my ears
Because no longer do these represents what we have become
A society which has failed to grow,
Stagnant and Toxic with the stench of death 
Getting riper and...

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Siúil a Run (Walk My Love) 
           Celtic Woman 


Walk Beside Me, You’ll Never Walk Alone  
		
Awakening, The Whole of The Moon	
		
Walking the  Night’ the World Falls Away	
	
Like An Angel Passing Through My...

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Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass;
this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. 
Runs my blood, it’s red and black---garnet the deepest hue,
any orange is anathema, do not this misconstrue.

They always fought with all their heart,...

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Death, it is a sad way to go,
to leave this earth, dressed in your Sunday best
While faces surround you with tears
breaking the barriers of their emotions
tearing their hearts apart, looking down
upon my stone face, upon the face, lays a simplistic smile
that shows no emotion, no...

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A night of astral castle building 
This illusionist skin became sag
Dropped fleshed , Sharpe human
Abhorrently mirror transfixed 
Naked in her bathroom,
The nectar calling
Dreamed spiritually with a mouth
Remembering last nights sleep
Mother made with love
Daisies in Jell-O, militia told to eat
Sickening me with pedal-taste...

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In the darkness of my closet 
I lay on my back...crying
Orange Handled knife in my hand...heart racing
Shapeless emotions coursings through my mind
Tear drops...salty salty tear drops fill my ears
Cold Sharpe knife prickes my already damaged skin
My closed eyes pop open
The knifes drops to the floor...

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Death rides in fast on his large pale horse
hooves violently gliding over gravel
nothing can stop him or alter his course
An enigma for you to unravel

his hooded cloak black covering white bones
his sharpe scythe gleams in pale moonlit night
he'll ignore your pleas and laugh at your...

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The Hawk flys overhead
soaring everlasting in circles
around the poor field mice.

six o'clock.

The Red Sun is now parrallel
to the treeline in the West.
Six o'clock
Dinnertime.
The hawk dives down, like a speeding bullet
and snatches up a small mouse, who was walking
along the corroded barbwire fence,
with his sharpe and...

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I am stuck inside this ugly and 
misty hallways of pain.
While your anger crawls and 
splashes upon my soul, forcing 
me to feel patches of shame.
Your wicked behavior pulled me 
down to the depths of black hell.
Disrespectful words, twisting 
and slicing my lost heart, tears...

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Autumn is a frozen church
We wait at heavy doors
That smell of rust,

Not a Moon cold enough
To be called heartless
Or breathclouds of old steam

More an estuary of
Dumped mist afraid to ice;
The taste of wax on your lips,

A frame of hair round a
Hatted face, out steps as...

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Orange pumpkin sat
Upon dining room table
Sliced by long sharpe knife
"Twas spicy brown on inside
Frosting and icing cream cheese  

Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan
Contest: Single Tanka...

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I cannot forget
So easily how many died this good season
I must not regret
The Christ who alone died for the best of reason

But when Tacky fell
And all the slaves in banished freedom died in vain
My anger still swell
Against that colonial treason. O disdain!

Then Sam Sharpe like...

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In the clear winter air, Robin sings
Perched on branch in hawthorn tree
Sweet melody such happiness brings
Feeling the song is just for me.

Sharpe eyed aware eyes so bright
Curious friend shows me no fear
Red-breasted robin joyful sight
Garden constant throughout the year.

Pleasure gained is my reward
Sight of winter...

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State Bound 
State all the way
Way of life
Way of the day
Day to night
Day to life
Life is legit 
Life is honoring 
Honoring veterans
Honoring all people
People are crazy
People are smart
Smart as God
 Smart as math 
Math sucks
Math is stupid
Stupid as the devil
Stupid as Rocks
Rocks are heavy
Rocks are...

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