Best Struck Poems

I.

In the beginning was the Single Stroke Roll—
left-right, left-right, the primordial heartbeat
of existence itself, each alternation a binary choice
between being and non-being, the eternal paradiddle
of consciousness striking against the drumhead of reality.

Listen: the Buzz Roll of morning traffic—
ten thousand souls creating multiple bounces
against the stretched...

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Many nights you’ve graced my sight
fair Orion, hunter and groom to the abyss,
and yet it would seem an eternity
before we would meet and kiss.

Bought you’d be, and brought to me
by the grace of He who waits.
So, when I die my heart can rise
upon your valor’s...

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Watts gnu
Asked Sou

Knot much
Said Dutch

Ewe're late
Four date

Takes walk
Small talk

Tries hug
Slugs mug

Steels kiss
Near miss

Street car
Two bar

Byes bier
Ayes blear

Holds hand
Grate band

Lets dance
Know chance

Yew're drunk
Yew punk

He heaves
She leaves

Head tossed
Git lost

Sou miffed
Left swift

Ewe're tight
Good nite...

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When love was innocent 
you would kiss me 
and that kiss would provide sparks
that kiss would make my entire world stop 
and for that brief second you were my world
you were the crisp air i would breath

not now...

when love was innocent your touch 
your touch...

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The sword in my hand
is a pen
Sharp is the dried ink
I electronically send
Like all the mighty men of old,
I’m not afraid to speak the truth
Children of Judah walk like lions,
we stride bold
Idol loving liars beware,
I love hunting your beastly sins
I love catching you in the...

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On the nose
Diva 
Hits
Pitch 
Perfect
Note 
Sent
Airborne 
On wings
Slapping
Cupid 
Senseless

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Senseless 
Cupid
Slapping
On wings
Airborne 
Sent
Note
Perfect
Pitch
Hits
Diva 
On the nose



2018.08.22

Composed For Jesse Rowe's
A Reversible Poem Poetry Contest...

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The clock has struck.
It's way too late.
There are no thoughts left to pollinate.
The planet warms.
They've sealed their fate with
fires and storms, wars and hate.
It's way too late....

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Today at 8:05 AM 


Why must we feel stuck, as if we can't get out.
Instead of positive on our minds, most are filled with doubts.
This life was never meant, to be easy for a second.
That's why before blessings, we are taught many lessons.
So many people,...

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Told her I could rope the moon
She said go hail a cab
But my truck is parked in back
Are you down with that
Throttling between those lines
Her foxy turns my neck
I want to brake but keep going
Keep the mind in check
Moving up to break that stride
The end...

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When it struck 11, I sighed in relief
When it struck 11, I haven't felt grief
The time kept ticking on and it wasn't brief
And I'm so… patiently shaking like a leaf
Vigorously feeling vital everyday...
Every minute...every second...come what may
Immensely feeling somewhat manic today
Bit by bit, I couldn't...

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You came and looted my heart
I didn't own it, you stopped it from falling apart
Executing easily such heist
And leaving me with thirst
For your sinful hands again to struck the strings of my heart

Your glances leave me longing
Your stares leave me shivering
A touch of your soft...

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The Darkness fills me
illuminates fingertips
my eyes turn jet black
our dark hearts shatter like glass
your skin is cold blue
once vibrant soul matches suit
paralized with fear
we dance on our graves
holding sober hands
childrens laughter fills my head
flashing dark crimson and white
the grounds set for our last stand
our features...

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Heartstrings
skillfully played
each note hits close to home
as I weep symphony of tears
spill out

Inspired by reading Nette's Cinquain

Old or new in Five or Less Contest

Category Serious

Went with new instead of old....

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The storm was rolling in
The boredom began to stir within
Begging to be set free from the walls that confined them
Two children wanted to brave the storms that were engulfing 'em
Outside they went with all smiles
While playing by a metal can, they could hear the claps...

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Poetry of life
Is as elegant as forest
In both
The treasure, hidden within…

Like forest, her thirst
Opportune sign
In each furlong, the mystery
Intimately grip…

 Where is the beauty?
In such green lush or in such silken thigh
I am struck by the beauty
Nature or otherwise…...

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