Best Suit Of Armour Poems

In days of old, 
ye knights were bold
And Dragons roamed the land
Sir Lancelot, he was a knight
And Fought with Sword in hand
White horse he rode 
With his lance
A shiny  suit of armour
Beware this knight, the story goes
He really is a charmer!
Now one fine day,...

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They claim the grass
Is always greener on the other side
But there is no grass just a beach and the tide
They say you never know whats around the corner
I do big Ada she's rough I have to warn ye
They say I've lost my mind but i...

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Oftentimes I do confess
I would attest that you were the best
It appears that this was a delusion ,
Our love was just an illusion.

Your feelings seemed so intense
You didn't credit me with much common sense
How could I be so dense!

You brought me roses whenever we would...

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(Tongue planted firmly in cheek)





In spite of my loving nature

In spite of being an Olympic skater

In spite of my charming way with the ladies

And my absolute love of wee babies

In spite of having a voice that rocks

And looks so dashing wearing just socks

In spite of...

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Porcupine Romance



Ouch ¡

Carefully does it

Practice French kissing a cactus first

Ouch !

The last tango in Paris was never like this

Get it 
French 
Paris 
kissing a cactus ( Porcupine humour )

Ouch !

What a fool I was to buy her roses

As if I didn’t have enough to contend...

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Beauteous mother earth
You have followed the tradition
Mother that hath given birth
Raising us well was your ambition
Holding my hand through the hardest of transitions

Loving lady
Sleepless nights we made unnerving
some of our escapades taht seem shady
For all the love and care, we are undesrving

Compassion
As a suit of...

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Love, Mania, and Verse

The pendulum swings,
while the mania in my head,
strips me bare and yanks me,
into the cauldron of love.

Once again,
never divining the tea leaves,
knowing, always knowing,
the gnawing knots of unease,
that curl into a fist.

My isolation is a shield,
a suit of armour,
tightly clad around my...

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Kenetic examples of wildlife are enjoyed after sipping green teas. But antelope sway at dusk. So be wary of teapots in tree houses. Gooseberries are often found loitering in desert yachts whilst porcupines are oblivious to sugar beet. Many an octopus are said to be...

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A human body is a sheathly
suit of armour. 
Whereupon it shields 
its soul and other 
luminous, feathery bodies
of inhumane and devilsh works. 
To only leave
its inner forms 
glistening a brightly new.

This is no secret, I say.
As this very message
is hidden in 
sacred books that are
written...

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Circular motions of mice dressed in vividly printed mushroom skirts. Could be acronyms for stars. Could bring the brooms to the brooks. Many a flea could clean a flowered stalk. While the emblem of an embroidered teacloth sits quiet in contemplation. Ears are easily drawn...

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Half an hour catching stone swans on a very thin window ledge thirty foot from the ground is not a pleasant way to spend the afternoon. And neither is running at great speed down a heavily tarmacked road or lane. It os imperative to use...

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One Week ?

Could be all there is?
Maybe a day, an hour, just a moment,
then what was, no longer is,
what could have been, never can be.
All becomes lost to the fears,
the uncertainties,
one harbours inside their head,
the mind of prejudices.

 You know my China Doll ?, at...

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suits of armour
to protect this heart of glass
for it has been
broken
and put back together
piece by piece
with super glue
in the past
and this is the last time
because this suit of armour
will block your blows
and send them back
three times full
this suit of armour
is built ford tough
made of iron...

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This tiny sinister creature
lives in suit of armour.
The workers everywhere are seen,
obedient to the queen.

She is mother of everyone
and each of them a clone.
Her darling daughters kept sterile
so never are fertile.

Their duty is as spinster there,
never a male to share.
Their role in life, a non-event.
Each...

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cutting grass in a suit of armour    the mettle of social anxiety...

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