Best Spokesman Poems

I am the Council spokesman
 sat here in my darkened room
 I'm only dragged out in those times of
 misery and gloom.
 Whenever there's a...

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Fall snow fall,
Over the moaning Paris’ ground,
Let your descending snowflakes a 
Healing blanket for the city
To weave
And
Charlie’s slaughtered cartoonists 
To enshroud! 
 

© Demetrios Trifiatis
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Courage, O, you most prized of virtues,
Bravely facing adversity, bitter impudence,
Betraying the lie when punishment comes
Displaying the will to rise above your peers
And face losing...

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I'm HUMAN through LOVE
                     ...

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Jim Morrison Slammed The Doors
By Rick Rucker

Jim, I think all of your fans knew,
That we would not long have you,

In this life, you had a...

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>Although I love writing, I would also like my books to sell. Then I can grant my wife her wishes and buy her a house...

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I love words in a novel, 
a short story and a magazine.
Words are my inspiration,
Communication.
I love words that encourage,
Inspire desire in a positive way.
Words are...

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on merciless concrete
there's a body
don't clean up this blood

shot in the face
and run over as an inssurance
he'll never again put the blue ski mask on
don't...

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Written November 17, 2013


Fields of flowers
Rest around our heads
While photos of blood
Surround our beds
On pedestals we stand
Preaching to the world
Something foretold
By heretics in white
And neighbors...

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Oh, mournful, mountain balladeer,
Your plaintive, mountain song
Comes aching through
The tender evening sadness.
"White oak, red oak!
White oak, red oak!"
Oh, whippoorwill,
My soul echoes your sorrow.
  ...

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BREAKING NEWS:

There are unconfirmed reports that, while filming a new advertisement campaign, (on location), on the island of Flores in Indonesia, Martin the Geico Gecko,...

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I Slept with a Female Mosquito – part IV 

I have gone gnats!
My residual blood is boiling and bubbling
Whole frame sweltering and shuddering
Discolored rage –...

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MegOHBlister
They built the underground chamber well reinforced with concrete to the depth of 
three miles into the center of the earth. NO steel girders were...

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The Circus Fat Man

This unusual man is truly a real sight to see as
“The Circus Fat Man” for a local Cajun circus.

He takes a sense...

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 prose 

I will tell you of my God, the Father.
. . . He created the world from His word, He just spoke it into...

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