Best Thralls Poems

I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell and I was curious to compare his translation with mine....

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This is something other than unsure laced with heavy heart.
I'd love to change my mind,  is this where you take charge?
When our play begins, the starring role I'm begging you to take.
Open your eyes, I won't sit around and wait.
Would you instantly be swooned...

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Today I sat and pondered and closed my eyes to see 
On a sunny island I strolled, knowing what's ahead for me

Closer to the beach hut I could hear our favourite song
Through the louvred doors I go, as I catch a scent so beautifully strong

It's...

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From once lush green, vibrantly alive
This dorsiventrally flattened leaf never dies
It's fragility, nursed to allow ~
Such patience from the artist abounds
By blade and pin such creativity thralls
Again, it's decaying membranes reach out and touch
From the tree of life, this leaf lives on 




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Written about the...

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The old King took to the battle
and leapt into the fencers fray.
“Noblesse oblige” his cronies cry.
“Our King will save the day!”

He was a bull to their gazelle
nae a fair fight, nae by half;
he'd fight just to see the thralls fall
he ‘d pierce those peacocks for...

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Racking, fracking, fricker dickers -
there it goes again stirring all my inner jitters; 
my pc, tablet, phone and friends
blank screens locked immovable in place again
while tweets and texts disappear in phantom space.

Techno blab excites me
and the mesmerizing call invites me
but searching play on the blank...

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this clock on the wall, echoes through my heart's lonely walls
it laughs in seconds the pulsation of years long past
its hands stroke the circumference of my soul it thralls
it writhes against my memories in an outward cast

if only to rewind this torturous menace of time
step...

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I painted portraits of you in my heart
till' dark clouds allowed pouring rain to fall
washed away paintings hung that fell apart
to leave my heart's chamber an empty hall
my love for you held portraits that I hung
now a darker place with its vacant walls
where my love's...

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verdant horizon
stretching turquoise flowing thralls
sands of time accept 
proud in stand in pose we do
Palawan attracted love




x.x...

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I'm once again awake in this inside out state
Never confused because I know I'm mixed up
Is it me I see in viewing blurred investigate
Has nature mistrued this building a buttercup

I really don't know how I get there, day after day
Is it a giving window that...

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In this weird game of Kings and Pawns,
Battles are won, battles are lost.
It’s the rich and wealthy who ultimately rule;
While the rest are mere serfs and thralls.

It does not really matter who you are –
Whether lofty or lowly, mighty or czar
Black or white, pauper or...

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she, my eyes now view
trickle, in delightful slide
translucent droplets befall
be that towel true
placing, tracing, gracing guide
her curvaceousness thralls, calls




Written 08/01/2016...

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our synergy burst
encapsulates she and thee
thralls our loving thirst




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From the beginning of time, are we mapped
This journey that we're on us from the trees
Just where does it all end are we sapped
Whom has won or lost as centuries please

Is it what we dream that's eventually true
What becomes as our evolution thralls
Dreaming helicopters flying...

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Hey,
Do you smell that?
That musky scent 
      with earthy undertones
leading off to the right.

Slipping into a lope,
as silent as the grave,
I sneak through the trees.
The aroma pulls me along
through the cascading moonlight.
I can feel the hunger growing,
snapping at my innards
like...

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