Best Underling Poems

The heart of a lion 
The soul of a flea
The energy of a gnat
Please do not let this be me

Reaching into my junk drawer
I pick up three items that give me glee
A candy bar wrapper, 
And a playing card with a decorated bee.

Dragons in my...

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Yesterday I had a short circuit
So, I just had to go sit back
And just rework it

Been writing for more
Than a week a half

Boy this download did come real fast
Yeah with the music
Man it was blast

I then had a quick reload
And hear
Clear beyond sound of one's...

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Joanna’s off to London town in this her finest hour’
Ten years of hard labour have brought her to the Tower.
Not the Tower of London where folks have disappeared
But to the Dorchester Hotel to receive a rousing cheer!

Yes she’s finally done it; she’s truly made the...

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exclamation, which does nothing to stem dead locked high tide   
     proliferation of high-powered assault bazookas 
     manned by berserk cruel death eaters, 
     arch nemesis picks off life with a...

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High Powered Fences, 
Beyond Your Vote

Armchair Politian's sitting beside Ceasar(a), 
believing or at least making believe...
that they are for the people, 
and not against. 
"They" have been there too long.
Rot is strong, coming from the corpses. 

They point thin-sharp fingers,
and makeup rules, 
using the tools,...

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MANIPULATION AND WAR’S SPECTRE

When races, politics and religions,
Are grimly brandished as righteous reasons, 
To bloody calm fields and serene seasons,
Tis madness, paranoia…delusions.

A mans grandiose superiority lore,
Humanity’s stinking, putrid, sore,
To slaughter the blameless, to covet more,
To pollute the young, their mind’s pristine shores.

Fanatics and tyrants ,...

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‘Twas but a mist-enshrouded speckle
dark-painted on looming horizon.
Petty worker holds unwavering watch,
silently, stealthily keeps his eyes on.

Forward motion undeniable,
each passing minute size increasing.
Small heart stands alert and viable – 
beating fast and tremulous; though, never ever ceasing.

Moments reveal stark, unyielding visage
so confident, assured, and smug;
so...

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Raid versus woe

Black flag(s) show up
on social media platforms
when potential homicidal maniac(s)
communicate(s) intent to strike
with ambush and ready
read - able, eager, and willing
to embark upon murderous rampage.

Prospective killer armed to the teeth
usually a young bucking male
between ages of eighteen and twenty five
wielding, targeting subjects then...

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Today is the day that I give thanks to God.
He has blessed my wife and I, with His reassuring nod.
We have had financial problems, sort of speak,
because of our faith, are thought process is not weak.

My wife has decided to take a lay off,
The boss...

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I have always been a minimalist in my writing
using simple words and no ornamentation
I cannot do iambic pentameter
yet, my writing has a melody and rhythm
I started as a bitty little girl
in an attic room penning stories
negligible
a speck, a smidgen in the scope of this world
I...

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TAROT

Use Tarot cards to do two readings
First say what does come to you
In your mind see the picture
Let subconscious speak for you

When you see the new card blossom
Ask its meaning, answer,use
As you speak then, it be true
Let it flow an speak through you

Do your ...

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The Start

A plain white piece of paper,
was waiting on my desk.
Waiting for me, just me.
Or Waiting for you...
just you?

Who put it there?
Why would they care?
What do they want?
Will it matter?

The reason for the surface,
clean and stolidly pure...
was to begin a story, start a poem,
or perhaps...

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The Battle of the Sexes
By Franklin Price
1/28/2017

The battle of the sexes
Not about the sword and sheath
Who will be above
Or who will be beneath

Who will be the leader
Who's the underling?
Neither one is who I say
Equality's the thing

Sharing in the doing
No matter what the task
“Why can't we...

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Idle lamentations for the brackish days of youth when the mystic thought queried upon
green or grey as a childhood day.
 When horrific forces churned away at the mold and turned a sweetened lad from gilded to
beguiled.
 When the touch of the cruel master bent wood...

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Mass effect, men refuse to learn from the past
Leaving little hope for our futures
Arrogance and supremacy has always stood the test of time
The actions of the kill giving underling misery
Irrational words converge the start of war and detest, never changing for centuries
The gift of independent...

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