Best Skews Poems

October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In the moment. In the last pale pulse of sun.

Hey, can you tell me...?
I halt. I turn...

Cold earth. Colder blade dimpling...

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The Rulers wield their silver shields,
             wear golden coronets
while warders guard the prison yard,
             boast brazen bayonets
and unicorns flaunt ivory horns
...

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In borrowed plumes
a masquerade we stage.
Thoughts echo doctrines 
passions are preordained.
From broken families 
where fractured spirits weep
Mothers of soulful sorrow 
With eyes that never sleep.

We inherit canvases 
pre-primed with societal skews.
But the brush trembles in our hand 
Praying for a different magical muse.

Why is contentment...

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Why I am thinking of my father
on the topic of white snows
perhaps because he seemed almost Hispanic
in his youth, tanned, dark hair and eyes
but whiteness shone the day
he came home early
worry caught my breath in chest
and only in the morning
did the firemen come, taking him...

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The duke then: “Tell now: of others indeed
Some Latin among sinners do you know 
Behind pitch?”. And he “I  had to secede,

It’s not much, from one who near had to stow.
I wish I were with him so covered still,
Since fear no...

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Her feet haven't danced across the meadow
Nodules prevent dancing and walking is strenuous
Mental fuzziness skews the facts
His smile is a fresh memory etched like a tattoo
Nodules prevent dancing and walking is strenuous
Memories warm her heart and nights
His smile is a fresh memory etched like a...

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*Image of The Farmhouse by UNS.

Hint of Autumn

Sunstar wakes, Aurora reacts,
As light skews her southernmost sky,
A roost rouses, a rooster crows,
Henhouse's wood handle lifts up.

A replete farm inclined to rouse,
Sunstar wakes, Aurora reacts,
Four-year-old farmhand gets busy,
Baskets of fresh eggs walked with care.

A kitchen's stove burners...

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Except for the simple task
Of seeing one foot put before the next
You seem blind 
As you stumble through this journey...

Called a romantic relationship

Your outlook is the problem...
Only looking out,
And never within -
Skews your perspective with cynicism

Without introspection
You will never see
The emotional and spiritual contribution
You are...

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Words that echo the sublime
Each syllable resounds a doleful chime
Accentuated by a bleak, monotonous rhyme
That skews the cadence and scuttles the time
Words that filter through, then prime
Heart's engine to slowly pine
Fueled by structural anomalies; sick, semantical serpentine
Break lines that throttle, then realign
Soul's transmission shifts in...

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This time, I sing the praise of ecclesiatical love.
  Though not esoteric, thou  followers never allow
to think it beyond the sinister bodily move. 
  O' never touch it, that is a sacred cow!
which makes me wonder what is love?
  When that...

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Inspecting emptied views 
Of my tulip glass
The ambience skews
A surreal warping
Turned callously crass
Words lose edge
In distractions gum-up
Jaded rebellion
Heart says give up
I laugh
As another cork erupts
Languages absence 
Would thwart the corrupt 
Still the drunkards sing 
Voices echoed to space
Bellowing ballads 
Is man's natural grace...

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Virtual trophies (wife for I)... 

offered, husbanded, and collected 
when winning solitaire
Nothing beats that exaltant rush of adrenaline
watching the computer generated cards
automatically routed 
to their respective suite (spot)
(after they get turned face value up)
generates countenance to evince a grin.

This heart felt diamond in the rough
gamboling...

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COVID-19 pandemic analogous how indigenous peoples got felled...

Woebegone, enraged spirits
holographic images taciturn
journeying somberly aghast
at their stolen sacred lands... mourn
dead souls impossible mission

sabotaged aery mission endeavor
happy hunting grounds upheaval
witnessed gaunt bloody sojourn,
perhaps collective aboriginal ghosts return
to haunt cruel innocent heir/heiresses
regarding interlopers, si?

Malicious intent birthed in subsequent
quick...

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A dangerous woman conceals her trepidation
Rapidly shifting eyes move from left to right
Squinting with strong winds along the harbor dock
It is not the weather or the dark that causes shivering
               ...

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Sadness bleeds the weeping heart
beyond the clouded penitentiary
where tombstones sit in lighted valleys
and songbirds fall from the skies

Wallowing on gallow’d heels
past lavender of the once scented 
Scraping the white picket fence
till flakes of life rest scattered on the sun baked walk

Cracks in the concrete beckon,
whistling...

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