Best Superstition Poems

hornbill knocked on wood..

                    superstition understood..

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I
ask
you to
mind our
earth, heed
our existence
upon it, care for
 our lives and all that
will occur if we cannot
consider beyond ourselves, 
if we are guided by uncertainty,
when...

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Narrow Margin 2-12-24 This or That Vol. 23 Poetry Contest - Edward Ibeh
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Narrow Margin

Between finite and eternity
 A thin sharp wire divides,
Footsteps that often stumble,
Arms...

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I look in your eyes 
what do I see
A shell of myself
who I used to be
   A minuscule fragment 
of who I was...

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Raven was Death. She dwelt in death. She lived on death. Ages past, she had worn 
the blue-black, purple, feathers of the raven and dined...

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Give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day.
At least that's what I hear.
Teach a man to fish and he'll sit in a rowboat
fishing...

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There's no such thing as a Hindu horse, nor a Catholic cat
There's no such thing as a Protestant parrot, you can always be sure of...

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This year's Halloween edition....





"Pale Horse and the Yellow Submarines"



There approaches 
One

Light bringer
rides a dead pony

albino 
red eyed, no gun

or so 
the story goes

pale 
as death

hear...

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In a dark night sky, you take your place.
We can see your reflection in the influenced tide.
Why is it you show only one face?
Half of...

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The Children of Aquarius 
Are a great delight
They are quick and nimble thinkers
And their minds are all alight

They have knowledge at their fingertips
They have everything...

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Your life is a journey
Which will never wax or wane
A beacon of bottled moonlight
Anchored waves of radiant rain
There is no demise
Or salvation of plundered plight
Cast...

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Write each day to stay alive
this is my task with the pen
to etch mere words upon the page
an exclamation against the dread

lest the slope becomes...

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Rode around Essex with murder in mind
With evil followers from town to town
Matthew Hopkins was the worst of his kind
Hunting for witches that he could...

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Methinks Mine Earlier Rhyme Came Across Desperate...
For Hard Cold Cash

This small medium at large
kibitzer did appear
more brash (albeit) poetically,
and insinuate with soft pedal blare
perhaps at...

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The heart is more than an organ.
It is the brain of intuition,
Unmuddied by superstition.

By:  Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright:  2019
"All Rights Reserved"...

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