Best Swindler Poems

What to look for?
Where do errors lie?
Are they in the eye of the beholder
or do they lie?

I believe I’m a poet,
a prophet of paraphrase,
a swindler...

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He dreamt of a ladder reaching heaven
   angels ascending, descending all night
Sensing a Divine Presence in the place
   Beth El -...

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Frustrated
Hurt 
Confused
Unsure
Unable to see who I am
Unable to see you for what you are
What you’ve become
Yet I love you
But the longer I stay
The longer my...

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A dispenser of dishonest vice, a peddler of blatant lies,
In his unscrupulous realms, nobility of truth sadly dies,
Where righteous vibes of morality and decency agonize;
Where...

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Dreams are so much a part of us
and yet not a part of us. 
I've often wondered about dreams.
What do they mean,
all those dreams
that flash...

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The virtue was being wronged, depicted his woeful tale of prey and innocence. 
Gradually people gathered to listen to the poignant rhetoric. 
blown away by...

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Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices                     ...

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Death isn’t that significant, is it?
just like life is nothing peculiar.

The importance, however, is that life is given 
to an individual only once and cannot...

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Mr. Butcher, the undertaker, did a capital job of laying old Cheatum out,
Though he had to cram him in the casket since the senator was...

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As she showed her palm to the Seer
The air was thick with dread.
The girl's eyes were filled with her fear,
when her palm was read.

In a...

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It's dead December, we're getting nowhere, ready
for vaccine like a starving tribe shoved from behind
under the bridge, kicking some dust along the way.
A hand holds...

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I think you are thinking how i could not make a big cut 
And become a power wielding politicians though 
I have a blade like...

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Edwardo Badia
1856-1914

That low bred confidence man!
That snooking swindler who took me for a fool.
“Hey Gregg, you thief!
You owe me still, even as I rot here,
Regrettably...

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I’m watching a movie about Oskar Schindler
Who I assumed was just another profligate swindler
A hedonistic man if ever there was one
Great in business but involved...

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Empty streets I walk  and walk
Aimed at the lonely riverside
There's nothing to think of, just stand there
Just stand there and quietly stare
At the water...

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