Best Tis Poems

‘Tis You’

It’s a tempestuous, wuthering, wuthering day
as I set forth exuberant and merrily on my way.
I pause to hearken to the symphony of sound
as natures harmony plays and swirls all around.
Ignited flaming thoughts to fill a love sonnet
as I march on and grasp my dishevelled...

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You, my homeland
Are of a beauty unrivaled
From one coast to the other
Your plains and rolling hills and pointy peaks
Cry to the heavens of freedom
Your jagged coasts and sandy keys
Offer the arms of welcome and opportunity to the world
And teem with the gifts of the oceans
Lakes...

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When children are taught never to forget
conflicts’ lessons, to love all humans,
to honor those through history
who, selfless, wrought liberty. . .
Then will spangled dreams for
our peace be fulfilled
as God imparts 
tomorrow’s 
grace on
all.

For Brahm Bailey's (Your) Country 'Tis Of Thee Poetry Contest
Note: The Etheree form...

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In this season of festive cheer,
as hours fade into the new year,
spare a thought for those who live in fear,
who have no one to wipe away their tear. 

Think of the children in this season of joy,
girls and boys without a single toy.
Their joy is...

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You'll not see determination
like it...

this spirit sailed across
seven seas...

even as a child I fondly
recall it...

I knew I was different...
for what I believe...

for instance rich kids
down the road for their
Christmas a trampoline
they received...

they refused me entry...
so I took to hills...
walked off all disharmony...

whilst up there I...

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If Death in time should somehow find
    I'm running just a little late.
I just realized to my great surprise...
    I have an expiration date.

I pace the floor with Death at my door
    With no out that...

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White stars, red and white stripes.
	Blue for loyalty.
Waving in the wind, instilling pride.
	Reminding us of pledge.
		Apple pie, Chevrolet, John Wayne.

Viet Nam, Gulf War, 
	Freedom of speech, freedom riders,
                 ...

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O' Broken Heart, Tis Now Thy Time To Mend


Decades past,  when free love was all the rage
we were not told, bait for the golden cage.
In our race to grab wild hearts from the skies
we ate the sweet dessert and believed the lies.

O' lasting regret,...

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My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of tyranny,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my hackers live,
Land where my loyalty is,
Land where the bankers give
Let Russia ring!

Let Russia swell the breeze,
And ring with Putany
Sweet brother's song;
Let lying tongues awake;
Let American freedoms take;
Let law and justice break,
Let Trump...

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'Tis nineseventeenPM!
On the balcony, in a rocking chair
In full twilight surrender
Savoring this wonderous time capsule
This moment of captivating tranquility 
So soothing I wish It would freeze in time

Sweet nineseventeenPM!
Not quite my bedtime
But I know Morpheus will soon come calling
The wind out here whispering inconceivable secrets...

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~A lament~

Most signs and prophesy already fulfilled,
the scarlet of harlot lady has sung,
the veil has fallen away.

Hitler, De Fuehrer the man of sin,
the son predicted, hath prophesied,
many of God’s elect, the Jews have died.

`Tis much later than you think,
millennium is surely at the brink,
the harlot’s...

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it moved on its own like electricity 

shimmering 
sparking in the wires
arcing light
or 
like air in my tires
...you rolled 

drove me
roved me with sleight of hand 
melt of my belts 

turn of the wheelhouse
you slid me to left
rocked me hard to right
dressed me 
cloaked me
in...

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Trump Towers in Old Istanbul
Influenced our President's pull
Brown skins do not matter
So let the Kurds scatter
And enjoy the Turkey Shoot Cull...

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last night I heard the moon whisper in a hush so tender,
            “love…
             yes, ‘tis love-
as we laid to surrender in a...

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Steaming, a cup in hand
Piping hot liquid, deliciousness
Found on the heavy blend,
Sunlight reflections on the glass,
Window pane glistening,
With its gentle brilliance.

Steaming, one cupful of enjoyment,
Pleasant like the morning,
When the dew drips quietly, 
Shimmering on the edges of a rose,
Blushing, shy – like the sunrise
Who beckons...

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