Best Undiscerning Poems

AFFLICTION?
It is said of young physicians when they first set out to learn
All the symptoms and conditions that known illnesses convey
They perceive these indications each one causing more concern
‘Til they make the diagnosis to their shock and their dismay
They arrive at the conviction
They themselves have...

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DID SOMEONE SAY DELETE GOD

I've heard it said that Democrats want God deleted
But judging from what the Bible says
God, in His sovereignty, cannot be defeated

I speak only for myself, though others may agree
I'll watch these undiscerning political nuts
As they one day take a knee

It won't...

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A self-assured progressive projectile
Locked on its target like a heat seeking missile
Confident, a smile all the while
Marvellous like a polished marble tile
Strong, but fragile 
An ambiguous profile
To remain unresolved, a mystery file
Trendy, always in style
Smooth like a silky textile
A lioness on the prowl
Hear her roar,...

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I held your hands, you did not pray
Your silence withered me like a wreath
I smiled at you inscrutable like a new day
And waited on time for soon defeat

When love has lost its voice it has no will
For nothing sings inside a desolate heart
The eyes are...

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Fate of the Faithful

The orb of light that once shone through
Confounding the darkness permeating time;
Now the boiling pot of a dark brew
Of a sinful repulsive and slimy grime

The lighthouse that once guided ships
With the luminescence of the sacred truth
By greed and falsehood, in perpetual eclipse
Its...

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Fool's Gold
Show up in my life
So beautiful, wholesome
Like a angelic magician
Turned my cloudiness to lightness

Set my psyche to tenfold
Shaped me to feel unbroken
Cherished my flaws in all
Vertiginous by your tenderness
Sent my guard out the window  

Sunlight turned into murkiness
Phosphorescent rotate to duskiness
Laughter looped to...

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Poems about Things that Break I
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old habits, our hearts, and sometimes Love itself.
 
 
 
Shattered
by...

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hey pete
by Michael R. Burch
 
hey pete,
it's baseball season
and the sun ascends the sky,
encouraging a schoolboy's dreams
of winter whizzing by;
go out, go out and catch it,
put it in a jar,
set it on a shelf
and then you'll be a Superstar.
 
When I was a boy, Pete...

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Climate churning, quite concerning.
   We go right on oil-burning,
Science spurning, undiscerning, 
   Old-time habits not unlearning,
Profits earning, blindly yearning
   For our carefree youth's returning.
.....Little hope for tables turning.....


(Written February 1, 2019, for Maureen McGreavy's Pithy Pants 2 contest.)...

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Your short shaggy stumps 
That graze the ground
Of dead leaves and dirt
Your wet, black snout that smothers the soil with smell
Your empty eyes that dart from where your first patch of paw leads, 
And the last follows
Your contained existence
From here to there
And back again
What else...

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And later that evening she sauntered
along the halls of the cathedral
with callous egoism jingling in her pocket
whilst chuckling of undiscerning humor
I know not the definition of such folly
though strangely I must attest that I weltered in rapture
When she evanesced with no concern for a colloquy...

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When I can't sleep my creativity is at its highest peak... 
I write poems for friends who are alone and need solace,
all my senses are at work, sharper than the owls by of the creek;
my restless fingers find an outlet and holding the pen,
they transfer...

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Pssst!

Hey you!

Yes, you.
Quick message
on the down low
so maybe not quick enough.

We need to keep us
under the WWW algorithmic
pulsing predative patterns
for suppression,
lack of positive impression,
unproductive repression,
anti-sensual depression,
lack of marketable massive expression.

Why is lack of public health
a secret?
Whose privately held secret
could we anemically become?
Who are we?
unsafely anyway.

Yes!...

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I like for things to stay the same
But changes come and I always exclaim
“Jesus, Help me – I pray in Your name…
Guide me past the worry and shame”

I miss the way things used to be
When I was young, alive and free
Joy rising in my heart,...

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"My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations." - John Green
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They all glow with varied fury
with raging heat, emitting light
Each a small piece of a story
or a character in the night

Some will capture brief attention
as they streak across my sky
Dipping in and out of...

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