Best Tues Poems
Exerpts From Hitler's Diary 1941...EXERPTS FROM HITLER’S DIARY 1941
"I never travel without my diary, one should always have something sensational to read . .
. " Oscar Wilde, 1891
Tues May 9:
Just when I was ......
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Categories:
tues, funnywar, crazy, june, war,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Pearl Moon...Beneath the pearl moon
lies the valley of shadows
I'd seen her pass thru once
But she was just a wish
Nothing ever seemed real there
And that's why I knew she was only a thought
On the walks,......
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Categories:
tues, allegory, imagination,
Form:
Blank verse
Vanity of Vanities...'Vanity of vanity, all is vanity... and chasing after wind'
evokes a mood of despair, precious few grins
Ecclesiastes is read in most synagogues on Sukkoth
though it might not win any co......
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Categories:
tues, bible, holiday, jewish, meaningful,
Form:
Couplet
Seasons...Poetry is like a river
Always changing currents
Soft, wild, always demanding attention.
October sun fading
Blowing thru golden hair
Windswept streaks on a face.
Never a green leaf whispe......
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Categories:
tues, life, seasons,
Form:
Senryu
Shadows...Lost and alone.
In the land of shadows.
Blue skies coming thru.
I hint about it at times.
Though never really say it.
I wonder, do they know?
Can they tell by my words?
Or by my silence i......
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Categories:
tues, introspection, memory,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Illusions...The doors are locked.
Abject darkness all around.
I long to see the opened door.
I swim in this pool of nakedness.
We have hope in all our solitude.
That we can survive alone in the wilderness.......
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Categories:
tues, dark, death, life,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
I Have No Answers Either...I Don’t Have Answers Either
I’m sitting here today
With my government on my mind
And all the folks who work there
Some out front and some behind.
“Political office” is a strange concept
Not......
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Categories:
tues, how i feel, leadership,
Form:
Rhyme
Orange Crust...It had no name of which I am aware, and it certainly was not of an orange color; but a huge painting across its structure read, “The Orange Crust”.
I do not know if it ever had a color other than it......
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Categories:
tues, appreciation, boy, childhood, friendship,
Form:
Prose
Home...Moving back home
To the place where I belong
I had a dream last night
I dreamt I hugged an angel
It felt so real to me
It felt like home
Tues. 11/28/2017 Yes, I did have a dr......
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Categories:
tues, dream, family, mother daughter,
Form:
Couplet
you'll be a man, tomorrow...You’ll be a man tomorrow, child, yes,
If you respect animals and pristine nature,
If you don’t kill elephants for ivory,
If you don’t kill the whales for soap,
You’ll be a man if you can stop t......
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Categories:
tues, cheer up, education, future,
Form:
Quatrain
Creators...Creators being chased
through orbits
of planetary territories
eyes gaped in some twisted story
observatory from the skies
left to blink from an eye
wanted by all
they were appalled
and told t......
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Categories:
tues, space,
Form:
Solutions...Solutions
to all the solutions
filling our mind
with resolution
let go of harmony
rise and fill that void
of people so annoyed
and toying the questions of our concentration
of points of ori......
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Categories:
tues, people, people, people,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Parading the Unkempt...Countless in our days
Of lives seize with easy.
Alas! Guns off fashion
For many of them
Fathoms its symptoms.
Enters the Polished clean hands
Reddish with stabbing ,
Answers they have not.
......
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Categories:
tues, angst, death, family, father,
Form:
Free verse
And We Lied...I fixed my gaze
On her twirling sexy eyes
Stripping her naked in my seclusions
Even with her Jeans still on
Hmmm . . .
And we lied.
Two and half years ago
Was the day my
Adam in the hood la......
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Categories:
tues, devotion, inspirational, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
The Mighty Wasp...U.S.S. Wasp (CV-7),
A proud ship she was
Near 15,000 tons
Sailed by proud American sons...
My Uncle Bud sailed on her,
Until she met her sad fate,
It was Tues. Sept. Sixteenth, NineteenFourty......
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Categories:
tues, angst, death, depression, forgiveness,
Form:
Free verse