Best Their Poems

They hide behind mountains of ignorance, 
judging within a valley of selfish love.
Among weeds where flowers refuse to grow,
to the mercy of hypocrites -

only we can set them free.

As we poets prepare our pens,
in the ceremony of a new dawn,
let us flow like a million...

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The desired Anti-Christ will have disciples
followers who carry guns and rifles

It's not known if they believe the lies
though evidence is before their ears and eye's

No matter who says it's not right
they want their way or else they'll fight

Their minions cower beneath in fright
counting votes beneath...

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I
fear
the night
most of all-
when voices whisper

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September 23, 2019


Poetry/Fibonacci/since their deaths
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1183-334-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for, FFI Series 7, Fibonacci
Brian Strand

Podium Place 2

Poem of the Day, September 25, 2019...

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Well guys I’m going to tell you a secret
You don’t really know me
I have not been honest 
I am not who I say I am
Yesterday I discovered the real me…
I’m a ninja – yes honestly I’m a ninja
I have proof from www.anagrammer.com
Ninja Salol …………………….…..Jan Allison

So...

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Maternal tears
Never managing to let go
Vicarious pleasure, vicarious pain
Wishing their life were easier
Wishing they could avoid the pitfalls
You see so clearly
The traps that seem so obvious
Wishing solutions were as clear to them
As they are to you
They need to live their own life
As you lived yours
Learn...

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THEIR GREATER SIN

They call one who speaks for Liberty a Fascist
They claim man made end of world as a proven tenet
And to them ‘free’ means imprimatur to ravish
Expressed with many a ‘You know’ ‘It’s like’ and ‘Ennit!’

They proclaim themselves as ‘liberal’ though they favour
The hard...

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I watch a sunset 
that I'd love to share 
and nobody sees it but me 
   
I'm scratching my head 
in utter amazement 
that nobody cares much to see 
   
Things to accomplish 
things to get done 
a million things every...

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Poems have their verses


Blinded by the light
Stood outside to stare
Counting clouds in groups of two
If only you were there

Dreams may come in circles
Rounding out the bend
Ovals in a cornered box
Wanting you again

Laughing through the sadness
Easing past the fear
Bandages of cotton call
Wishing you were here

Singles by...

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shivering dewdrops
yearn for warmth
naïve innocence 


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Contest: Magicicada 13
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
20th June, 2018...

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where *Sharia reigns
women are precious jewels
hide them from the world
let no other man behold
the diamond that you possess

guard that precious gem
her ovaries will get hurt
if she drives a car
yet Sharia will permit
your woman to be chauffeured

letting jewels drive
could lead to prostitution
yet young gems are mined
and...

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  Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

1.   Beginnings

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy,
	and he suckled her breast till the end.
The slaver sought cash, bestowed mammy a thrash,
	sold her babe to a gentrified friend.
Yes, life flits like a flash,...

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twisters swirl

nest graveyards ‘neath fallen trees

birds mourn their unborn...

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"REBELS" WAS THEIR NAME

Judge not, that ye be not judged.
 Matthew 7:1-3 KJV
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Each fair familiar feature of their face  
aglows with the dim lit day's assistance, 
rests upon strong shoulders reminiscent 
of roses bloom, see their trust and proud grace. 
Before those  same...

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A couple of weeks ago I fell in love
OK, I will come clean and I will admit it
I’ve finally found the one I’ve been looking for so so long
I open the door and you are there
All this time you’ve been sitting patiently waiting for me
Waiting...

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Within the quiet of the night,
amid the shadows of my pain,
the strength I held so fast to,
ebbs, as another tear does gain.

With out the giving of consent,
it brings forth a fellow traveler.
To follow a chaotic coarse,
across my cheeks, twilight pallor.

Bare of conscience thought,  I...

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