Best Spearing Poems

shadowed ...
the China hills
like little pills set on end
and stairs that wend to the moon
so far from June, he thought
wrought now with frustration
on the ramp...

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Holier than thou,
sacred as a cow
  anointed with margarine spread;
a Sunday to rest,
some socks and a vest
  and a penchant for laying in...

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So many voices, some pulling, others pushing, one spearing.
I feel the spear, and know she will not stop until I acknowledge her
What is it? 
What...

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched...

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SPEEDING ROCKET

Standing huge and massive on the launch pad, so many tons of power
wait to be primed, one way ticket to the stars, waiting to...

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Another New Year
By
Kevin L Fairbrother

2014 done and dusted
I’ve welcomed in 2015
With a beer and a crayfish
Round a campfire with some friends
…
New resolutions, not for me...

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"Spring Rain" she was named by her father Chief Many Horses.
Through her veins the hot blood of the majestic Comanche courses!
The young maiden crushed the...

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Imperfect world, purposeless person.
I retired to pursue perfection
learn jazz tunes, woody and herbaceous plants,
read every inch of English literature,

Scientific American and Foreign Affairs,
have an affair...

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I strolled appease through the tall underbrush 
admiring the tall lush green trees and 
the tranquil mingling sounds of the seen and unseen creatures

I glance...

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Budgeri
The good budgery fella with a bottle of rum,
Pretty good bird is the budgery-gar one,
Arthur eyeshades came a walking by,
One eye one ear one rissole,
Looking...

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Brutust Iulius Trois Page 07
Brutus called his captains into conference
we are done with creeping along the shorelines 
prepare now to sail out across the Aegean
the...

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I step up 
the open door awaits
sights appear in front 
canvassed blue is what I see..

Into it .. I jump..

and drop 
spearing
spiraling 
careering
head first 
into...

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Touch the rising mist of cherry smiles
Herald cries of joyous miracles aflight,
Echo brisk allure of God’s spearing light
Cry in the bosom of Abraham’s seed
Refrain the...

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The symphony begins before daylight.
Night herons blink tired eyes at music’s quake.
Some tiny fish splash in the silent night.
With spearing beak her breakfast she does...

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