Best Showdown Poems

It was now growing dark as the sun was going down
When a stranger rode into Soup Creek, a frontier town
No one could see his face,...

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The Lilliputians are out playing ball
   Enjoying the fresh air of late Fall
When storm clouds roll in
   Hulking Gullivers, wearing wide...

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'Twas an ominous moment when rode into town
To its marshal defy and outdraw and gun down
A notorious, murderous varmint named Slade 
Who had widows and...

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It was still quite dark in Milton Creek, and it had just gone four
When Tom arrived at the sheriff's office, and knocked on his door
The...

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A cacophony of cats in my life.
Not one or two, but fifteen!
Each,who along with joy,
brought sadness and strife!
All shapes and sizes with grand
and most loving...

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(Read later stanzas for more of the humour part ; parody of politics)

I Can't think well of a democracy
if nepotism and false promises
are part and...

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a single drop
escapes and shapes
the one reforms into the many
forces merge and maintain the center
as an ocean to a clear running stream
effortless delicate movements
the beautiful...

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your belief system is the major indication
of what you can accomplish with positive validation
if you can see it, you can achieve
if you can perceive it,...

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All regrets, in every backward flashback
leave bitter tastes like remorseful morsels
  left drowning in your tear welled eyes
    each day was...

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Thinking of O, Ms. Jill Martin was in her solitude “Quietly…breathing”
That, she just waved her hand greeting April Lewis “Without Speaking”
I spied humorist Donald Meikle,...

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The worst of the bright-cracks have passed.
The tumultiest of the bucketiest of the rains have proved not to last.
The cat has chirp-purred his way into...

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I was in the saloon to beat the heat
To have a few beers and rest my feet
I removed my hat a took a seat
Just then...

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Birds in midheaven flying all around
Soaring high then gliding down
Gazing with hunger upon the town
Instinctively knowing up from down
Observing unbridled spiritual breakdown

White horse and rider...

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my attempt at a simplistic limerick suite
thank you


"cats and hats"

I once went to the beach with hats
and noticed in the back seat were my cats
I...

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“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.” 
Anatole France

"I heard you wanted to see me Boss?", Lucifer...

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