Best Sonorously Poems

Halloween’s Evil Visage Cometh

Halloween’s Evil Visage Cometh now alive in this famous predestined time
Where dubious shadow shades run a riot as the ghastly ghosts of...

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Halloween’s Evil Visage Cometh now alive in this famous predestined time
Where dubious shadow shades run a riot as the ghastly ghosts of darkness,
Begin calling to...

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i think
thinking
many thoughts
of what and
what not

words wield 
power as it's
said about
the pen and
the sword

but the poet
chosen need not
pull the pen
from the
stone

no need to be
Arthur but...

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It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too...

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IN POETRY SOUP SHE LIVES          



Death brings down a banana tree
And goes about with joy in...

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Halloween’s Evil Visage Cometh now alive in this famous predestined time
Where dubious shadow shades run a riot as the ghastly ghosts of darkness,
Begin calling to...

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It was on a Sunday night,yes I am sure,for it's all 
coming back now and vividly too as if it was yesterday.
The night was clear...

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“Lost Pantheons” 

Alexandrine tragedies
Racine diamond-edged
come and go 
French letters 
blown like leaves
straight up 
into the rarefied air
scattered like lovers
against a body 
of purple vain poetry...

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#BringBackOurGirls



They danced upon their blood
as they crushed their tender bones
like a nut eater breaking the seeds 
and when they sucked their marrow
which moved them like...

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Feeling the air in a wide endless road,
Driving the highways with a bunch heavy load
Shouting things out in a dusty back seat,
Gazing the seas with...

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"Lemonade"
 


Agency sent me to 
the territory of 
Lemonade dreams
where secret rendezvous
were disjointed 
and criminally spent 
shooting the cool breeze
she blew hot and cold 
covertly...

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My zealous passion for marathons, had me in frequent races,
Striving always for that finish line, and touring many places.

I always seemed to come alive, with...

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Let me at first
sight split in your
eyes
To see the look you
will wear on your
face.
Let me seize foods
and fruits from your
gullet
For three morning
and night
To see your...

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With a sprightly gait and a bag full of dreams
I confront this concrete jungle, uncharted as it seems
Like a maiden with a sparkle in her...

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By  Gilbert Mapengo Mwanguku


Unable to stand the horrendous cacophony
that comes with the holly typhoons from the west
A dwindling struggle for life with a riffle...

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