Best Shunned Poems

There's brutal weapons in our children's hands,
Oh how can we elders not take the blame;
For leading innocence down the road to hell,
And teaching them to dance too near the flame.
"For the common good of all mankind," we say
And smile when they believe the lie;
Then place...

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Breaking down in the heart and mind.
With all regrets that are truly not kind.
Shocked at people are, so painful to see.
Abused with hated and ecstasy.
Violated and directed with torments
Lost of words or comments.
Hatred gushing out of life long experience.
Reminding yourself to become absence.
Coward and scared...

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humming honeybees

collect nectar from flowers

shunning one of them

the blooms smile despite sun’s glare 

the one shunned wilts in despair


May 31, 2021
For M. L. Kiser's Tanka Contest Poetry Contest...

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I did my time
I paid my dues
To come "home"
To be with you ...

I opened my heart
I was vulnerable to belong
I thought we were friends
But it didn't take long...

For you to step on my spirit
Painting pictures of lies
But you told me to go
Now I'm mad, I...

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The sound of silence is a lack of ping,
no text message, nor cell phone ring;
a quiet shock like some blowing snow,
that chilling slap with hurricane blow.
What suddenly brought this dark state,
stopped all communications of late?
I don’t know, but should I really care,
though initially there was...

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Slender beams of
accusation enter
this darkened church
as I kneel,
Always sorrowful,
Always a slave,
Frozen here,
waiting.
Angelic forms
wrought in panes of
glass loom,
As dust dances in
the air,
Forming an image in
my mind,
Searing my naked
soul.
Realization dawning
on an angels face.
I raise my head,
Now kneeling before
this uncaring fate....

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Some people see life's life

While living within a land, of

Fantastical tales....

Secured by their very own securities

Of harmony and comfort, and inward views

As all about them countless lives

They perish....

Amid wars, famines and disease!

Passing these flowers unto one another

And assembling their own

Mesmerized by the blind

Which covers their...

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Slender beams of 
accusation enter
this darkened place 
as I kneel,
always lost, 
always forlorn,
frozen here,
waiting.

Angelic forms wrought 
in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
sparing not my 
naked outstretched arms.

Realization dawning on my face.

I raise my head, 
now kneeling...

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I shall not lend an eye
In your direction
Knowing that power
Is what you seek

I shall not speak a word
On former connection
Knowing that relevance
Is your pay

I shall not make a move
Toward reconciliation
Knowing that condescension
Is your game

I shall not offer up a prayer
Toward LOVE
Knowing that treason
Is your heart's...

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On the outskirts looking in
So much emptiness I've seen
Cast aside and left behind
I have nothing left to hide

Looking for a special niche
Acceptance being my only wish
Being shunned stabs me from within
Isolation is my only friend

Always thrown towards the curb
Feel despondent and perturbed
I have never felt...

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Heard enough 
   to know where this can lead.
Footfalls poised to step 
   in footprints etched by fate,
   are caught in flight, 
   nudged to sidestep shunned.
A foot-plant re-direction
   on a clean slate.
Making fresh footprints,...

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He thought he’d be the toast of town,
Though most just see him as a clown,
Wasn’t invited to royal wedding ball,
Now not even to McCain’s funeral....

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objectively speaking
with respect objectivity
...an...

objectification of objectives
objectifies objectivity itself 
...that...

philosophically speaking then
an objectification of objectivity is as
...object-able...

in mind as a philosophy of cause hidden deep below
perceptions of conscious effects and so is termed thee
...phenomena-logical...


stans sand...

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Does an eager hand feel a throbbing heartbeat truly divine
making a lover's promise under a swaying, balmy pine?
Why look at blinking stars that aren't amazingly crystalline?
Isn't your wish another dream sparkling with starshine? 

Cross those hands and embody the fidelity of a Caroline,
mix reality with...

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That jukebox,
was in shock,
all it was playing,
was not going anywhere,
it was returning back,
people were doing all,
but hearing it,
box had it and was very angry,
it began rewinding and all,
people were still busy elsewhere,
the music played back,
people were hitting the sack,
juke box was now about to crack,
it...

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