Best Turpitude Poems

Sweetened dung is shoveled down
gluttonous throats with eager appetites for
alleged misdeeds skillfully spun
into a frenzy of sensationalized hype
by media-seasoned reporters.
.
Seduced by speculation and hearsay,
a jury...

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“…Let the sunshine (and let the sun shine on in)
Let the sunshine in (You got to open up your heart)…"
-- From Aquarius, by The 5th...

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Are you in the mood
  for a poem about food
Something marinated, dude
  or grilled, barbequed

     Tangentially: 

Have you ever...

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"I wandered lonely as a cloud" -- William Wordsworth


I wandered lonely as a life
bereft of joy by reason’s cloud
to sling invective like a scythe
from perched...

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I am trying to relate to the strategy of rhyme,
Using words to titillate from the droll to the sublime.
Do I write "a rime that scintillates"...

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after the sky drops. 
The walking corpses come out 
the veil of night masks 
the decay 
the rot 
of humanity 
Plague of the earth. 

Found...

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Clad in his double-breasted royal toga
Filled of nothing but pride and anger
His face as grim as a Pallbearer’s
His gaze dreadful and fearful like that of...

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A heartfelt generosity removes all turpitude....

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Our Shame, 

"PRESIDENT" & "LEADERS" 

Full grown men,
old,
devoid of vision,
Lacking in wisdom, 
wicked weaklings 
protected by paltry paid gun men 
great grandfathers, 
unwilling to train...

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Turning into an angelic beast,
Here is the ugly Narcissist....
For others! She cared least,
Here's the ugly Narcissist.

When the plot of life got revealed,
She had a role...

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One evening an old ailurophile strolled through a forest with her blackest of cats,
To brood on her once goldenrod hair and the callipygous bottom on...

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Sacrificial, the non-closure of gecko eyes, and counts the lines
Drawn of rain and neon on my window’s negative plate;
In restless turpitude, nervous sanction, switch flicked
The...

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Jude
Jude was shrewd.
Jude was shrewd with turpitude.
Shrewd Jude with turpitude had a bad attitude.
Shrewd Jude with turpitude and a bad attitude moved to another latitude.
Shrewd...

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During election and after, buzzwords loud and clear, brags loud and clear,
the motherer lumps all milestone feats into his merits sphere,
as if to the national...

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There is pressure in my innermost heart,
As the voice deep within points fingers on me,
That memories deluge my secret act,
For my heart is heavy, I...

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