Best Spouted Poems

Gold Fever 

History will not record the bloated weight
Of this pious and bigoted race 
Or count the fat and flaccid wealth
Of religions idolatry

Those pages have been scrubbed clean
By prosperous forgivingness 
And the cruelty of established political dominion
Will not tally the bodies of the oppressed

To them,...

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As the life of the day nears its last breath,
With a glow of crimson, forewarning its death,
Upon its cresting, the reflection, daunting,
The sea sets free a beauty, haunting
The depths of its treasures of unknown span,
The Queen Of Pearls, secluded from man.

This queen, a beauty of...

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Shimmering over a glassy sea, a moonlight carpet beams.
My walkway high to a starlit sky of memories from my dreams.

There mighty Taurus, rip-snortin’ bull, lowers his horns for battle.
Naked on his shoulders Seven Sisters ride side-saddle.

Dazzling diamonds, blue-white ice,
blazing through nebulosity.
Merope mocked and mooned me...

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“You may say that I’m a dreamer”,
With bold presumption in my youth
Beyond school age, but hardly saged
Turned loose, we hoped to use our wits to change the world…
And thought we would…and thought we could…
We declared to fight, what seemed so right
Those days as we leaned...

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As if the sea calmed his tides to lie down in peace
As if the thunders began to sing sweet lullabies
As if the flared up volcano spouted jasmine and lilies
Serenity sits on his face when he sleeps. 

In the stillness of the night, when the fierce...

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Stop pulling your mischievous high jinks - currently, the wind of change stinks

Winds of change are not always good - they can be grossly misunderstood

Winds of change are just blowing smoke - spouted by a deluded bloke

Don’t believe a word from Blog bullies and blowhards...

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Times Are More
By Franklin Price
10/7/2016

We met at a great celebration,
Of a graduation, from a Texas High School.
Although he was dressed as a farmer,
I knew he was far from a fool.

He was sitting and watching the people,
Was leaning against an old tree.
As I walked past he...

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An owl sat on our tree outside, and Dragon was completely mesmerized.
So Dragon ask what was his name, and Who was all that he devised.
Dragon said YOU, you silly bird; it’s YOUR name, which I want to know.
And again he got the answer… It was...

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Love is blind 
To all the perils 
That lie dormant in the mind
Beyond the limits of transgression.

A mortal maiden golden-haired
Priestess of Athena, daughter of the gods
By Poseidon with persuasive honeyed words was wooed 
She melted in their alluring warmth and charm.

With guile concealed and flattery...

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The Eiffel Tower (La Tour Eiffel)

‘Iron Lady,’ of sensual beauty in the ‘City of Light:’
(La Dame De Fer: Bienvenue a Paris, France!)

Built to be the world’s tallest structure at 300 meters,
As the gateway entrance to the 1889 ‘Exposition Universelle:’
That spouted accomplishments in the age of...

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Than lady liberty
Than the lamp of democracy
Land of the free
Land of the brave
Land of so many freedom fighters
Letting us be masterful poets and fanciful writers
When things don’t go your way
There is still Free Press to sway
Rights over dress, we can always redress
So many flaws
Filled with...

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She had eyes evoking dread behind the lies and smiles
Into the two minds of what would be two separate demeanor's
The cries from the past forced upward to the front
I detested her for what she did
The assaults continuous and degrading
The vile devil had reached her soul
Black...

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The Bangladeshi Flood

It is the latest worrying news to hit this troubled nation...
There is a growing bewilderment and fast rising indignation....
Ever since the Home Minister proudly announced to the nation...
Malaysia is in urgent need of unskilled and semiskilled workers...
Thank the government, we are importing 1.5...

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It was cold.

Death's fingers
Resting on my forehead.
The nail
Scraping, scraping,
Skin scorching
Of pain.

"You want darkness
Or heaven?"

He cackled, losing grip
On the nail
Bludgeoning
For blood.

"Time's a wasting."

The wind stopped blowing a long while ago.
Death composed himself;
Pulled the nail out
'Til the roused red
Spouted out

And the cold resurfaced.

"You ain't scared.
This suicide?"

"Death.
If only...

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Smoke bellowed out the top
Of the trawler’s ships
As the merciless hunters loaded
Their harpoons with exploding tips

“There she blows,” a sailor shouted 
It was a female whale that surfaced and spouted
The engines roared in hot pursuit
The Captain aiming ready to shoot
He shoots, it explodes, making a...

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