Best Towered Poems

He scooped and he packed
He rolled me good and round,
When all was done, I stood there
Only three feet off the ground

I had wondered why...
Why did this teenage boy,
Build me up this way
No bigger than a toy?

No bigger than his dog
In fact, we saw eye to...

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If "we" are a sin,
Why is my heart bleeding for you?
Why is my soul screaming out your name?

Chained by the links of horrors that hold me against you,
Towered high up above the ground,
Little did they know I'd crumble every bone just for you.
I would not...

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This is the story of mad Molly Shaw
She might be mad now but she wasn’t before
she came home to find her man dead on the floor
She lay down her bible and let out a roar 

She walked into town with her hair in a mess
Fresh...

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Kyoko walks alone in the morning tide, 
comforted for a fleeting moment by salty air.
She feels the same sand between her toes 
as when she was a barefoot little girl, in a time
she felt safe, when the eyes of her mother protected her 
like a...

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The velvet sky was strangely quiet...
    The Earth still and hushed beneath my feet.
No mountains groaned, no crumbling stone
    Giving voice to my defeat.
The lake... calm and placid like mirrored glass...
    Not a ripple to be...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and utter disdains.
Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And i start...

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He plays jazz as if he invented it
Arpeggios augmented, minored and majored
Transferring from one chord to another
Like flashes of lightning extracting emotional pearls 
all from from such a young mind

One marvels how and from where did this child
Learn to play such complex music 
On what...

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When I was young the broom sage grew so tall
It towered over me, fuzzy tickling
Right there in front of momma harvesting
Harvesting just enough sage for a broom

Broom sage to sweep the hearth clean of debris
A hearth white washed with Georgia kaolin 
Nothing to cover the...

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A pursuer at an precocious age,
Instantly able to set the stage.
Unaware of the glare from a piercing stare,
Calculated thoughts and moments planned; the prey would be snared. 

Indulging in oratory flights of beautiful language,
Enticed by a venomous tongue the prey languished.
Striking the first note of...

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We walked among the birch trees
    To pass the summer days.
And did our best to trick ourselves
    To try and lose our way.
But with success of getting lost
    Our courage turned to fright.
When concern gave way...

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I listened to his heart profusely, 
For a beat like his was much to ponder
I often wondered, his thoughts, and,
A light in me knew, with wretched wonderment
What the whispers in his mutterings meant to me

They promised no salvation
And they lusted more than I could possibly...

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Once addicted to carnality opium’s ecstasy
My flesh reigned with selfishness-excellency…
…But God, so merciful in His clemency
Transformed me to acknowledge His satisfaction-sufficiency.

Once exalted upon vain glory’s elegance
My heart towered toward destructive arrogance…
Yet the Lord, gracious in His forbearance
Pulled me toward meekness’ endurance. 

Once afflicted by woes...

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The morning broke pragmatically
As the warmth kissed the dew goodbye.
And the thunder clouds who haunted nigh
Had fled and left an open sky.
Where an aged thrasher voiced a song of love
That rained down from up on high.

The towered trees would cast their shade
As the Sun rose...

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Upon this world in centuries long past, 
  Dwelt in woodland glades and pastures fresh, 
The spirit of Utopia was cast 
  By nymphs and faeries in their pristine flesh. 

In innocence and truly wondrous ways, 
  Phantasms of delight would greet...

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There was a small boy
Whose heart was filled with joy
But was noisy and people he annoyed.
He was unemployed this comes to no surprise
For he was a child but was six feet high
Only at the age of five he towered over other guys
He worked at the...

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