Best Shrieks Poems

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 Her smiles of valor encase her agony--
   her fiery scars pound against her sanity
    struggling in twisted ropes of silent screams.
     A wounded Athena, she is a woman in chains
      ......

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...(Dedicated to one of my childhood friends)

You were one of those charming lilies
that bloomed, so fresh, in my springtime pond;
when my homesick wings of longings flutter and soar, 
and my ......

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...I
ask
you to
mind our
earth, heed
our existence
upon it, care for
 our lives and all that
will occur if we cannot
consider beyond ourselves, 
if we are guided by uncertainty,
when ......

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...Meeting my homegirls Wilma Neels
and Kim Van Breda with shrieks and squeals
hasty introductions and we're on our way
for a night of reading at Poetry Café

We've Yasmin to thank for arranging the mee......

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...I'm fifteen   darkwater dreaming or drowning
adrift and alone on the ocean of the bathroom floor
tossed on tidal waves of pain   pearled with perspiration
a clattering clutch of shells contracting......

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...Atrocious affliction trembles voices of anguish 
Brewing vile horror in death of tomorrow
Fearing for the newborn, women, and children
For yesterday’s massacre killed her husband
And the war-torn......

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...I am being told to let go
By almost everyone I know
Release, let it out, let it be
Plunge into passivity
 
While I cling to bitter beauty
My bruises bloom a thorny tree
Guarding roses of agony......

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...You won't find a yard like this anymore. You'd think it would seem smaller now that I'm an adult, but it doesn't. It's still enormous, stretching far beyond the house like a grassy sea. The hills rol......

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...The night like clouded charcoal scorched,
A sea of trees with starlight torched.
A night where laws are sound asleep,
Anarchic prayers running deep.

Alone I hear the wretched screams
Of screec......

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...This sacred soil that once resounded with the musket's rattle,
Imbued with mingled blood of Blue and Gray spilt in brutal battle,
Now stands serene with only whisperings of the restless ghosts,
Of......

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Appreciation:
A big thank you Silent One for your splendid narration of this poem.

THE GANGSTER

Through foreboding, whispering,......

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...The old rusty gate CREAKS open,
                        I hear the blowing wind WHOOSH and HOWL,
                          blazing autumn leaves waltz MURMURING
                                  s......

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...Ears pricked at car door closing in the street,
and focussed on the footsteps through the gate
she stepped into the hall, unsteady feet
they bounded forward, welcome couldn't wait.
Two forty poun......

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...Black Powder Dreams

Vast o’ the seas carry forth desperations 
Lives cast aside in the faces of war
Rotted wood planks, salted skin aspirations
Wind tattered sails bound of endless explore
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...As I stroll through the Autumn woods
I hear the cracking crunch of leaves.
And whistling through the bare branches
a brisk breeze, shrieks like a banshee.

A chatty squirrel barks and sq......

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