Best Subtitled Poems

Subtitled: WELL! You didn't have to bite my HEAD off...

Gladly would I die
for your love, my dear. No! Wait!
Just kidding! Just kid......

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Subtitled:  I'll Walk Again

Some tomorrow soon, I shall walk again,
though not as I walked in days past.
To reach that doorway - my foremost campaign
and thus I'll keep walking my last.
Therapy is pain; it's a stormy fight
taking great effort in this cast.
The doctor reports my...

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     Photos With No Memory- For Poets
     Subtitled: What If You Had No Past




Of course, we all have one, but why 
do we...

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enjoy the reed
now displayed as a satisfactory deed.
*          *          *          *       ...

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Subtitled: A Quiz Sic Hull Emotionally Test Ting Senior Event
 
Valedictorian treads across makeshift platform 
   i.e. most likely auditorium stage
marked by pronounced hushed audience, 
   who exude a collective sigh lent sage
laden tour de force vis a vis inhaling, notating,...

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Gargling, a gargoyle’s groan gulps
From the bilingual blackness of TV,
A clockwork advertisement pulps
Knowledge into your worn mind free
Of charge. Nothing but gobbledegook
Everywhere, an insistent humming bee
And you just volunteered for the hook.
You can’t understand it, but still can see

That it’s appealing. Someone wants it.
We now...

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subtitled: A Leg Up, Down
a rubaiyat

Near Damascus, Saul's hatred met its end;
he soon discovered darkness is no friend.
God deemed young Ananias the best guy
to tell Saul of the plan He'd recommend. 

"Saul will kill me," was this believer's cry.
"There is no way I'll open up...

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The body draws from 
memory and shifts
its full weight unto the day.
I draw you close to me 
proximity 
through unnamed memories as if 
today
were yesterday.

I draw you at a distance
through memories that 
have become subtitled 
photography.

The day is full of this balance.
My body is drawing...

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subtitled:  Bye-Bye, 2016

With a sigh, bye-bye, two-thousand sixteen
thanks for precious treasure born of my genes,
two brand-new babies which God anointed.
With a sigh, bye-bye, two-thousand sixteen 

Oh me! Oh my! two-thousand sixteen
Some common displeasure, the pain was mean,
two broken bones and a hip disjointed.
Oh me!...

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July first 2023 will celebrate...
our sixth anniversary at Highland Manor Apartments
	
Subtitled: The perspective of one festive folky fellow
friendliness ofttimes prompts me 
when crossing paths with another to say “hello,”
whose demeanor trends toward being mellow
courtesy about eight medications
unaffected whether weather overcast 
or sunshine reigning down bright...

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Planting seeds of life - growing self awareness...
(Subtitled: kudos beloved Amelie Beth)

Dilly gents gal lore spellbinding
metaphorically exhuming, ferreting, gleaning...
insightful handy dandy blues clues
unearthing treasure trove motherlode,
(and father lode) eye opening discover re:
visa vis our family of origin ancestry.

Painstaking efforts undertaken
courtesy thee i.e. eldest sister
(age difference...

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Preface:
Aye do attest
that poetry may not be best
to express whoosh to chest

git a lee till bitta chump change
boot an overpowering literary force
   to pocket earning for a grange
(hmm...who knows maybe 

   formerly owned by Jessica Lange
thence might be within my financial...

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subtitled:  The Bolder Boys  (rivals of The Golden Girls)
written for a word bank contest - twenty really weird ones

Two graying seniors with appalling chimera
bantering back and forth - mental meandering. 
Be it mirage or dreams from another era - 
they diminish the other's...

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subtitled:  Lyrics by Lamoureux


He writes upon his poet's harp complex chords of life, 
motivational music to halt us
from following malicious men -
fractured minds of mankind.
He writes peaceful melodies to soothe restless thoughts;
He write knowing only a few will sing.

The lyrics of the hopeful striving...

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subtitled: The Christian World View

Our souls are blessed
with life eternal
We are God-breathed
made in His image.

Our souls never die
our spirits are born dead
we are born sinners
rebellious, unrighteous,
separated from God.

Our spirits can choose
to reject or accept God
as outlined in the scripture
When we confess Christ,
as Almighty God,
we become...

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