Best Some(A) Poems

Shackles of cynicism have displaced your heart,
the love that once transcended time is no more.

No wordsmith can bring beauty to an invisible emotion,
lost in translation to an ignorant uncultured mind.
As you searched for a definition of the tangible,
intangible feelings were ignored, even with eyes shut.

Funny,...

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Eighty two years young, but still a trooper,
pen writes daily, he's an evergreen souper.
Behold the limerick king and his wisdom,
providing laughs from his humorous kingdom.

Five posts a day, one is bound to make you smile,
some a little naughty, but that's his cheeky style.
Long before his...

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Poet Convention

Lost in a poets convention, 
I can't recall every poem, I've read through the years
50518, unique comments I 'validate'--- 
Thank You For Sharing Your Happy and Sad tears 
Since March 24, 2010 In the mist of every line, 
I'm sending special hugs, for he/she...

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The name's Ike.
Some a ya might a met me before,
in my very first write,
and knew me as the stalker with the walker.
"Retired Romance" was the name,
Spoke about meetin' my wife,
She's here with me, name is Jane.
I likes ta call her the Mrs.,
cause I never thought...

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Love’s a mystical force, that’s laden with nectar and emotion,
That many people sacrifice so much so often for in this life.
Love has the properties of an all-powerful alchemic potion,
Which is said can better help those in such a forlorn strife!

This famous four-letter word has such...

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I guess I’m more accustomed to the modern sting these days;
the one that comes by e-mail or the phone.
They might hurt the pocket with the modern scamming ways -
but Mother Nature’s stings bite to the bone.

I’m talking ‘bout a paper wasp,
or the angriest of bull-ant;
perhaps...

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She leaves Southampton
This Titanic ship
Her maiden voyage
New York trip
 
Channel crossings to Cherbourg, France
To Queenstown in Ireland
Where passengers dance
To some, a new life awaits
The future will seal their fate
 
Newfoundland waters
Temperature drop
Impending disaster
Without a thought
 
Lookouts, Fleet and Lee
Spot a large iceberg close to she
Sitting...

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The name's Ike .
Some a you met me and my wife Jane,
We got us a good life, can't complain.

To the kids, I'm an old geezer round here,
I think it's funny , they don't mean no harm,
I likes ta watch em, and have me a beer,
Work...

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Into the inky darkened elegance 
of moon’s hushed serenade
Within the clove of stately elms 
her presence soon promenades;

The Lady of Whitelace Castle
dressed in a grand and stately manner
shimmers about through frosty limbs
causing many to flee in terror

She brings with her an afterglow
that blushes the unearthly...

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To some a light house was simply that,a house with a light
    Though to the brave souls sailing the oceans it was a reminder
                  ...

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Three nights have passed
He was dead to the world
A pirate to some, a scoundrel to others
Whiskey bottles littered the room
On the third day
He rose again from the dead
His pal Johnny Walker by his side
Walking was not in the cards
He fell back into his shroud
Buried
A poor...

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Last Christmas little Anne dashed to the tree.
The gift she most desired, would she see?
Her folks were poor, but Santa’s not!
The coat she got—she needed,
but Santa’d not heeded	
her one-plea letter
for the better
present, a
little
doll--
one 
that drinks,
wets, and cries
“MAMA!” Anne thinks
When will this grand prize
be mine, as...

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Loaned to all at one’s birth, a life and time,
For some, a life time paying back every dime.

© Harry J Horsman  2012...

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We all start life in the arts, a virtual blank slate if you will,
looking for just a little truth and maybe some fresh ink to spill.
Some will share their own story with a sonnet, haiku or a rhyme,
if each artist is properly nurtured, we all...

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Death,
A fate foretold 
Since the beginning of time

Master of time,
Misunderstood, 
And feared by many. 
Some say your power is a curse
Some a blessing

Emancipator of souls,
Bestow freedom 
On my poor soul.
Trapped in this prison of torture
Called a body, 
Which places limits on my true potential

I understand...

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