Best Sparred Poems

With feet rooted into the bones of the Earth,
the old man squatted on his heels and began his work.
He lifted his saw and placed it on top of a block of hardwood.
And then he began to cut.		        ...

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Written: March 3rd, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann

Quote" There is a moon inside every human being. Learn to be companions with it". By Rumi

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If I could I would fetch you...

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Three cousins played a “game’ of war
A map of Europe spread across the floor
No adults there to keep the score
As each of them wanted more and more

Three of four empires lay upon that map
As they played and ‘warred’ and they did clap
For them it was...

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The strong gust of wind was cut off from its source; a frigid early spring blast that swept across a lofty mountain range, high above British Columbia.

It then encircled one of the lesser peaks and swooped down upon the slippery ice pack below, reaching out...

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He the heir of ding a-ling
Not to proclaim again 
The universe; below the belt of lonesome theme 
Nothing like Euripedes scale?
Warriors! Abide no more!
Let him hear! By anothers winter's tale!
Let him speak! 
Verbalize his own ideals of the will
Free of justice, back his wealth in...

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I stare at the world through slats in the blind
Which are partly obscuring the dazzle at times
There's nothing particular to spot there today
As even the birds seem to have all flown away

But once in a while a tractor growls down the track
Hauling a jangling old...

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And when I learned that you died
How can I describe
The empty
Empty
Empty

You were my boxer in the night
Sparred with you 
About every aspect of
Life

My secret tonic
Made everything
Feel alright
Got me through it all
All the frustrations
Disappointments of 
Life

And when I learned that you died
How can I describe
The empty
Empty
Empty

We...

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alone,and scarred, no hope for you to gain
that which you've sought with love and pain.
No one will ever come to esteem you a star
in their bosom nor visit from afar.
The arrow sparred you no victims for food
You wonder the wasteland a starving man,
moribund by starvation...

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Their one lone cow has broken down the fence;
we see her trundling down the dusty lane.
Milo's mind remembers 'bout the milking.

Dad's face, a fiery-red,  storms from the shed
where feisty kittens spat and sparred o'er cream.

Milo's feet meander back to the scene
as words of fire...

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In plain sight I hide, behind a flesh wall:
concealing my true identity, 
From my own flesh and blood
Willfully Forced from fatherhood
Through Adulterous Consummation:
A Daughter the result
Fearing grave consequence 
If her real "Dad" found out
Suffering as the victim:
while bearing half its guilt 

Thus Sparred of suffering.
Her...

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Author's suggestion - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jALL1_KdN8 - as you read
            Don't forget to continue to "23 Stones Part 2" 

I built this path, I laid these stones
With love I set down, a path thru gorse
With each...

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Akin a tumbleweeds  
aimlessly blowing in the wind
umlaut punctuation 
courtesy of let herd Mother Nature 
nsync with markie mark, 

(or other faux nuke heads 
on silent auction 
ajudicating bidding chopping block) 
or getting sparred 
sum xtra mo' mints

before morphing into gamut 
tuff height (against...

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Guess Who She Is?

Found her in some smooth flowing shower
Where each morning God gave her the power
To write awesome poems and oh so great
So in her shower she wanted to celebrate.

Soap was slowly getting into her eyes
It was then that she started to realize
All of...

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My wife and I were born only a few months apart,
I was older than her...so you know from whence I start.

When I was turning 50 she gave me some grief,
I didn't feel old, yet she teased me with this belief.

"I'll be living with an old...

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Amidst the rushed ripples of life.
Something brushed darkness deep into his eyes.
Weeping violets, gentle blacks, wondrous blues.
A couple of almost stars danced like midnight dew.

yet...

Petals of light breeched the heavy pound of night.
Sparred with the sable sirens of doubt and death.
Struck them brutal- honest in...

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