Best Target Poems

I have a target,
Over my head and you
Want me to trust you
Little do I know
The target was always my heart...

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Benefit,
A Nature of trade,
Business,
Utilization of skills,
To produce goods,
For a maintenance,
A Chain of Supply,
The prosperity of demand,
Business has a main target,
A person managed for it.

Weapons,
A trade mark,
For a safety,
And for a crime,
If a soldier uses it,
Demand is permitted granted,
If it is useful for civil,
What is crime...

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shooting aimless blame
  careful how you love yourself ~

         cupid’s boomerang...

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Seems as a country full of saints and carriers of purity
as all crimes are interestingly attributed to outsiders
tagging them the influential teachers of immorality
yet such crime lovers show the capability of posing a threat
through the embarrassment caused on locals due to their industrious nature

Understanding the...

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On the course at Coomealla where the Murray River wends,
Golfers hit their balls and miss the kangaroos,
Now their aim is not to hit them where a fairway shot extends,
For a wayward shot can see us golfers lose.

We had walked our way around the course and...

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Son of Eros, where are you?
I feel I've been overlooked
Arrows speeding all around
Never one for me



Written for the Cupid contest...

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I am the eponymous A. Floating-Voter!
I do know my mind, but I’ll follow the pack … 
My vote’s up for sale now, to the highest bidder.
Yes! What was that offer, sir? You at the back?

One fellow offered me ‘less unemployment’;
Another one’s promised a crackdown on...

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TARGET'S BAR!!

"If only Target had a bar,
We'd all be happier by far,"
Say all the Ma's and Pa's 
"It would be wundebar!"
If only Target had a bar....
"Where are your Pa's?"
Ask all the Ma's.
"Pa's holding up the bar!
Bar fridge is not too far!"
"Wundebar, Wundebar!"
Think all the Ma's...
"We...

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Here’s my poem for your perusal,
Though I’ll not grand first refusal.
It’s your privilege to reject it,
But I’ll not let you correct it.

Words transmitted to the page
I have no way to judge or gauge
If others deem a worthwhile read;
Despite that fact, I must proceed.

My target audience,...

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What can we expect from a government denying God's plan 
that which speaks in parseltongue the language of snakes 
this which is a skill that converses through black magic 
Pretending to care it focuses on taboo subject matter 
how blind has become the darkness surrounding...

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ocean mist teases
so glad to be the target
am inspired to stroll...

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Seething rage
                                           ...

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A Target
The hand was gentle with much care and precision,
I was flying through the air 
On a resolute trajectory
With much direction,
A crisp azure sky
A whisper only birds could hear,
Higher and higher,
With my flat surfaces—
Shimmering as I project ever upward
With direction, momentum and determination

CRACK! And with...

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A hunting riffle
And a yell…
On the blue shade of silence
Scratches:
Flashes light in the horizon
The quietness…

Worms spin the fortune wheel;
Interfere with mermaids’ songs-
Pierced by the arrow
The sunset is blocked
Between the eyelashes.




(translated by Laura Bogdan )...

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Annie Oakely: The Poem by Shane Nielsen
Deep in the Ohio woods, to brown eyes aspy,
The wondrous echoes of nature give their humble reply,
to the spirit of sight, and the will to try.
Billows of smoke from fires who do not cease to prier,
ventured the aptly named...

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