Best Show Of Hands Poems

What is it you crave? Song? It has not been long enough for my breath to play 
stealth in dedication of love gone. I know you know this love life was designed for 
persistence to glow and life to grow, allow the prosperity without surrender...

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A part of the upper crust of society

I certainly have never been

Methinks “down to earth” more accurately

Describes this old *****sapien

No airs, no talking big, no flamboyant flair

Just little old simple me

Now that word “simple” can be misleading

I don't think I've ever been considered simple

In...

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This free verse was written from an agnostic point of view 
so may appear biased, against organised religions
I assure you this is not my intention, and it is simply a poem 
For the record, I have told lies in the past, and still do occasionally...

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Now doc assured Cindy that all would be fine
and finished the abortion at a quarter to nine.
The partial birth process was a total success
and as Cindy recovered, they disposed of the mess.
By one O’clock doc had a wood in his hands
and drove down the fairway...

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We find you guilty
Of making a mockery
Out of poetry

(You talking to me)

And must insist
You cease and desist
In your writing of this

(Insanity)

You must take to heart
That this is an art
Not some shopping cart

(To fill your needs)

Take it back to the top
Before it all got
More crazy than...

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Love in Helvetia?
A show of hands requested here.
Small beer to ask...

A beer for those responding,
And three cheers for the great healer, love,
In mountains far away.





2/276/2015...

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Passing sunsets are constant reminders
To the evanescence of existence
Dazzled before, my heart now wears blinders
Mindfully leery of love's redolence
Lonely and sad in harbored seclusion
Cognizant of pain love hides behind her
But faith bears hope for fate's blind intrusion
Love will eventually show her hands
With room in my...

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There are some people that will try to pick your brain
Just to make themselves look better and then call you a name
Yes we know you have so much sense
So you flood our brains with your arrogance
Sounding like a narcissistic antagonist
Leaving us all with a low...

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I think when all is done and said
I could use a nap
How many by a show of hands
Like me are down with that

I feel like I am zombiefied 
One of the walking dead
Just need a simple place where I
Can lay this weary head

If I'm forced...

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Love in Helvetia?
A show of hands requested here.
(Searching for love's basis)
(Would lead to basic truth.) 
Small beer to ask,
(But wherefore shall we start?)

A beer for those responding.
(The heart won't say...)
And three cheers for the great healer, love,
In mountains far away.

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Intermingling of my poems,

1) "Love in...

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By the show of hands, how many wonna attend my funeral


not that am joking but doctors have proved am suffering from success


they said its a strange disease coz its only symptom are blessings in excess


its not communicable nor viral its acquired spiritually.


 




I don't rock...

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Disposition tilts dogma of poetaster
elicits, nevertheless adopting role jester
trending toward vagueness exhibited
by Addams family uncle Fester.

Yours truly makes exception to his
preference for law and order, viz
sanctioning upheaval particularly
avast mayhem curried kindled, biz
zee ness linkedin courtesy divine whiz
hard re: coronavirus (COVID-19).

Oh...just a slight digression duration
approximately no...

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Do not spoon feed me Your- religion 
 "no thanks" I already got my ration 
 Don't tell me how Holy you are 
 I'd rather see you act humble by far 

Show the hands that help others
 and not the ones that clap like...

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A part of the upper crust of society
I have never been
Methinks “down to earth” more accurately
Describes this old homosapien
No airs, no talking big, no flamboyant flair
Just little old simple me
Now that word “simple” can be misleading
I don't think I've ever been considered simple
In terms of...

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Our Black Lives Matter team was hosting
another monthly forum on racism,
as regularly scheduled,
anti-patriarchal business as usual.

The facilitator opened with a question,
asking for a show of hands.

"If you had to choose
between two nominees for public office,
or any form of executive leadership,
one promising multicultural compassion
and the other...

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