Best Snare Poems

POTW 1 Oct 2018

Gossip about her
swept the school yard through
“Hey if you’ve got what it takes 
There’s this girl named Sue
For a pack of smokes
or...

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Tears no longer come, 
dried ducts of wrung emotion,
denied one more drop of release.

... but only to feel

Feel your finite presence beside me,
inhaling your sweet...

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With threads of golden light, your spirits flare,
Each woman shines, a steadfast astral pyre,
Your valiant souls defy the tethered snare,
Like distant suns that pierce the...

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When Do We Start To Live  

Collaboration poem: Space Cadet and Darren White
Voice: Wesley C.


How do I know we’ve lived?
          If you’re...

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Let me lead you on a voyage to the singularity,
where mind and world collide.

What is the mind?
A filter that selects and connects,
   the...

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Penned like cattle, as if chattel,
     cages rattle, sounds of brattle,
          no...

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Tears no longer come, 
dried ducts of wrung emotion,
denied one more drop of release.

... but only to feel

Feel your finite presence beside me,
inhaling your sweet...

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A pregnant lass with eyes of glass had never learned to cope;
once set adrift her fall was swift, she slid a slipp’ry slope.
She fled the...

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Based on the Scripture, 2 Timothy 3:3-13, which gives 
warning to escape the snare of the birdcatcher.

On stage he struts in sequined costume
a plume of...

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When the rain comes in blunt despair
With swords of Thor's thunderous wield
The clouds drape darkness everywhere
As light surrendered, as hope kneeled

Where desolated gloom revealed
A drab...

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Lightly flutter snowflakes
as on the breeze they go,
these butterflies of snow.
Spiderwebs the frost makes
when the pewter day breaks
to snare them as they blow.

This window the...

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The breath of breeze grows shrill and births a song
as racing billows crowd the edge of skies;
upon their nimbus brows a face forlorn 
and in...

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In chains, did he complain —
this man of sorrows?
He wore his stripes well.
Freedom for all! Freedom for all!

Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man,...

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In a hellish nightmare pit, soldiers stand...
Along the Western Front's cruel, jagged land,
Where blood and tears paint the earth's sad lore,
They mourn their fallen with...

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In sun-scorched dunes, beside a weathered sentinel, 
a glint ensnared his weary gaze.
A tarnished lamp / grazed / its secrets unknown / 
a genie unbound,...

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