Best Throve Poems
Wretched emasculated celibate anchoriteWretched emasculated celibate anchorite
(any relationship between the following poem and living persons -
namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious).
nevertheless he suffers existential blight
covered head to toe
in black and blue bruises
linkedin wherein
yours truly (himself) did self flagellate,
less for religious reasons,
than cuz...
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Categories:
throve, adventure, allegory, animal, atheist,
Form:
Free verse
Oak Tree SwingThere's a swing that is hung from a long oaken tree,
By a string where the young have a longing to be.
Where they fly to the sky, ever higher they go,
Till they cry, "Not so high! I shall die, don't you know?"
And they tread through the...
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Categories:
throve, children, happy, summer, sweet,
Form:
Couplet
Chaos In the White House - Part 1Congressman and senators forewent
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii
hull ding broadswords, derringers
and firearms as all hell broke loose as testimony
to the dire prognostication foretold
more than saber rattling and Gatling guns que...
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Categories:
throve, crush, grave, hate, history,
Form:
Bert's Country StoreA long-standing landmark that I often visited as a tyke,
Was Bert's Country Store just a ways up Dalton Pike.
Dalton could be missed if your eyes you'd briefly close.
The population at that crossroads "town" was thirty or so, I suppose.
The inviting porch had some benches where...
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Categories:
throve, nostalgiaold, old,
Form:
Rhyme
His Emma Nanceloving male, natural of pleasure, quintessentially
rendered suitable to us via way ova our darling daughter.
tis the blessing of this average, contemplative damn
ejected flotsam globular human impish jokester kooky lamb
misunderstood nonestablishmentarian outlier praises quality ram
rod sterling stately treasured undergraduate, ventures wielding yawping zeal
asper near perfect synchronized
...
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Categories:
throve, angel, appreciation, beautiful, blessing,
Form:
Free verse
Peril Us Aye Grant To Be Hurried Lee ReadArmageddon wold be an amazing boon
to accompany ourselves amidst others in rubble strewn cocoon
or perchance an arid extra dry spell blows humungous dune
donning any brave soul to weather
fierce-some dust bowl appearing like a ghoulish goon
vis a vis via global sand...
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Categories:
throve, allusion, angst, conflict, grave,
Form:
Chaos In the Whitehouse Jab OneCongressman and senators forewent
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii
hull ding broadswords, derringers
and exhibiting the right to bare firearms
as all hell broke loose as testimony
to the dire prognostication foretold
more than saber rattling and Gatling guns que
kind from lambastes, fisticuffs
and...
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Categories:
throve, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Sandy Hook Elementary School Rampage December 14 2012 Prayer Part OneTribute to those slain at sandy hook elementary school ™
I read the terribly tragic news oh boy
about unlucky kids
at a Connecticut elementary school
thus a spark in me
heavily languished from deadly ploy!
The steely bullets lit
tinder - kindle ling...
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Categories:
throve, dark, devotion, emotions, funeral,
Form:
Ode
Grant This Civil Yankee To Doodle Till He Gets Blue In the Faceblowing balloons signaling 158 years since Appomattox
(Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life)
Armageddon would be morbidly amazing,
concluding (reign of *****Sapiens)
fascinating albeit simultaneously catastrophic boon
dog gull to accompany
(this incognito sans, spacesuit attired as...
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Categories:
throve, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Former Subjects of the CrownClose on three hundred fifty years ago
American independence
not foregone conclusion,
British soldiers in league with Hessians
witnessed successful campaign battles
admirably groomed unbridled
staunch defenders, viz King of England
fought pitched battles
within keystone state i.e. Pennsylvania
particularly tri county area
Montgomery, Delaware, and Chester
routed Continental Army,
within thick wooded forested lands
interspersed amidst open...
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Categories:
throve, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Political Verse
Peril Us Aye Grant This To Be a Civil Yet Hurried Lee Red(Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life)
Armageddon wold be a morbidly amazing,
concluding (reign of *****Sapiens)
fascinating albeit simultaneously catastrophic boon
dog gull to accompany
(this incognito sans, spacesuit attired as bugs bunny...
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Categories:
throve, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
Grant This Civil Yankee To Doodle Till Lee Gets Blue In the FaceGrant this civil yankee to doodle till Lee gets blue in the face
blowing 99 red balloons April 9th, 2023
will signal 158 years since Appomattox
plus what would have been ninety sixth birth
of the late Boyce Brandon Harris,
whereby yours truly the biological byproduct
when secular parents...
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Categories:
throve, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Lamenting Life Lost BeforeLamenting Life Lost Before...
Last Rays Of Flickr Ring Candlelight
Approximately a dozen
orbitz around the Earth
(since mcmlix), the year
of my birth, an aversion
(stayin alive) constricted self worth
gripped (strong as strangling
choke hold), where
even to this day
(January 25th, 2019)
lx anniversaries marking birth
emotions of ambivalence directed at me,
and...
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Categories:
throve, absence, age, cry, grief,
Form:
Bio
Il Tesoro Di MariaBefore my oldest and prittiest sister died at fifty-three,
her romace stories bewildered me!
Barely eighteen, she wrote , " Ortensia. "
a beautiful and sad love story
of a Neapolitan girl who fell in love
with Mario a guy much older that she was;
more manuscripts she hid in...
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Categories:
throve, loss, nostalgia, sad love,
Form:
Rhyme
Over Color DesertFrom the crystals’ broken of lights
Or dead link-the souls’ marines
By machine pip-out targeting apical
Snares by the roads —
Through of demolishing the tools that
Throve flats up for peace . . .
It took the leash by the saw
The gloss of the...
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Categories:
throve, allegory, nostalgia, peace, political,
Form:
Lyric