Best Takeover Poems

I'm near cuckoo
This Monday blue
A day not eas'ly recommended
for making sense
I'm way too tense
And hung-over to comprehend it
 
My mind's on the bend
my imaginary friends
are...

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A din ensued
my imaginary brood
with a good dose of misapprehension
hauled out their toys
and with a deafening noise
held band practice to demand my attention


My head resounded
I...

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Blackened clouds roll in 
While overtaking the skies
Feeling the anger in the air
Growls takeover the sighs

Ominous feelings of disaster 
Now pending on the horizon 
Atmosphere...

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I believe that long ago, the universe’s most artistic landscaper mixed woodlands with tropics, mountains with heaths, and streams with waterfalls that were next blended...

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love is a vicious posion
 that has no comparison.
 the black death, aids, cancer, ebola
 are not even close to its ranpit death toll.
 homicide...

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Carrying with me a
halfhearted smile for the
braver men than I.
The men holding tightly
to past perceptions,
live or die.
Suppose I whispered to 'em
what I've heard through
the metaphorical...

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The cold wind rustles your tired feathers,
you are weary from your flight,
rest your wings, my guardian angel
let the shadows takeover the night

There was no need...

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I refuse to spend
our last minute in grief
so,
(to remove this other visage 
threatening a takeover)
I transpose over it


your face
with that gentle smile
holding in contemplation,
a curious...

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She laughs ,
I feel a warmth takeover  my heart.
She stares off into the distance.
Is it pain or memories of an unforgotten past i see...

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I'm coming from afar, I'm after who you are
I'm coming fast, and not on the grass.
 I've traveled all night
to fight this fight, new history...

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Your eyes arrive on me
like the whips of passion's urgency
wide with white smite encasing eons inflamed in irises,
I feel the tight temperature of they're heated...

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TWO WORLDS MANIPULATED

During this stage of development, I seek élan vital.
The creative principle that provides métier and impulse.
In that, the essence of the soul pursues...

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Under inexorable gravity’s pull,
galaxies often move toward one another.
Closer and closer they come to each other,
till astronomic smashups happen in full.

For no less than two...

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the courage to be different to buck the status quo
to be a child and disciple of the God that we all know
I know what it's...

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Fertile Crescent
and Vestigial Conscience

The sun overshadowing my morality
my self- righteousness eclipsed

Where early mans' dawn is, 
Our sun over my left *should* threaten to tinge me...

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you preached to us that the way to achieve an ultimate makeover
is to concede control to God and let the Holy Spirit takeover
you preached to...

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SOMEWHERE


by~ JOHN LOVING III

somewhere out there in the sky's
God is wearing His great disguise
He's so cleverly hidden
no one can see Him with there eyes
 
somewhere...

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Late repast
Mealtime message;
Food invigorates

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Joy spreads
Peanut butter bread;
Poignant taste

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Fish head curry
White rice paradise;
Earthly ambrosia

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Family meal
Celebratory moods;
Evening delights

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Premium durian feast
Pleasure primes palates;
Mangosteen topping

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Tuesday month-end
June succumbs;
July takeover

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By and...

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Even if they make more jobs in 
the name of us plebs in the populace, 
We won't still get placed; 
we don't know the puerile...

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Amateur poetry season is over, move closer, its wisdoms time for disclosure,
The takeover, sober, waging raging kosher words….….. Transferred,  
ABC’s with wise syntax, heard...

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And then the Head Elephant rose from the dead 
Surprising and shocking everyone
All cheered, “He is alive!” they shouted
“He lives!”

The opposition wrung their hands, 
Beads...

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I shouldn’t live in the past but I’m not just expressing myself
I’m over myself
I promise not to stay there too long but the pain makes...

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I talk three different ways
I walk only one 

I dress myself with clothes i made
I paint my nails so the nail shops won't get paid

I'm...

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Its just one feeling, a simple normal emotion; ....Every one feels it, I think.....But I can’t help this chill from crawling up my spine.... Implanting poisonous...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Black Seminoles
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: March/2014


I am a black Seminole Indian.
A fierce warrior on the Florida
plains - At war with the 
Americas,...

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