Best Stroke Of A Pen Poems

The Last Unicorn 

I was with the last Unicorn
As she drew her last breath
Her horn expelled magic
As she succumbed to her death

The fairies and Gnomes
Each...

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(to Mittens)

Schrödinger’s Cat is where it’s at,
nor live, nor dead, nor purring.
With half a chance she’ll live to prance
the worst may be occurring.

But if I’d...

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Downward marriage falls seeking some relief
Children follow awkwardly, senses moan
Husband and wife acting out of belief
Three children entering chambers unknown

Locked in battle, the wife reaches...

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You think that security belongs to you
Because you have done all you need to do
You think that wisdom belongs to a few
Because the rest of...

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no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance,
to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance,
the stroke of the pen changing in every moments...

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Listening heartbeat,
Hearing with the soul-ears,
Living to change another day.
Pen challenged by season quick of emotions.
Than,
Muse enters the heartbeat,
Friends, 
Family, 
Love ones weave basket within freeze-frame...

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his tired eyes yet sparkled with the love of his craft
a love steeped in awe and fear of its impact
the hunched shoulders hovered o'er each...

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The mark of a triumphal concert printed
On a glossy long-playing record sleeve.
The concertmaster's smiling face hinted
The acclaim she was entitled to receive.

She liked her drawing...

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Dragon loves his penguins! Oh that we know quite well.
So…Dragon ask for their own little, silver, fire retardant, suits, do tell!
Oh Lord A Mercy! The...

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Dear Self,

I'm oh so sorry I let you down, so many uncountable times
Sorry I ignored your cries and pretended I didn't hear them, though they...

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Immigrants –Oh no!
Nor Native Americans;
We came as cargo.

The ban; be aware:
They are back.  Look out!
They still do not care.

You may sigh and pause;
But remember...

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With a pen to write;
with fingers to type;
I write anew;
This a new spring for me summer is gone;
autumn near winter flees.
It's in my blood; the...

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I didn't find PSoup,
no, PSoup found me
I was a poet from my birth,
just not the poet I could be
Before coming to PSoup,
I was a message...

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REGULATIONS
BY

JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Two sources of laws that govern the lives of men
One’s called survival the other a stroke of the pen
Those from survival are easy...

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A number 1 fan not only claps with their hands,
their the first ones to take a stand.

So when you're struggling to make it,
they lend you...

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