Best Unsparing Poems

Innocent, juvenile, moppet
I am a child
Courageous, gallant, dauntless
I am a free spirit
Hearing, heeding, harking
I am a listener
Open, direct, frank
I am honest
Liberal, understanding, unsparing
I am generous
Trite,...

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Faulkner's comment, I imagine him
tossing it off like Yogi Berra between games
of a doubleheader. The hero, the expert, the virtuoso
has no real control, is going...

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Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take
 
..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)*

In homage -...

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I grew up on a farm
that was often boring, despite its charm.
As a form of detox
I loved to go on walks,
ignoring my mom's talks
for I...

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The Wedding.

The Pastor stood there waiting,all clothed in his atire
The Organist played the Wedding tune,so sweet,to be admired.
The Groomsman and his Best man,were waiting patiently
As...

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Like a mystical wight,
Ain't in a trance,
Nor experiencing delusions and phantasmagoria.
I live. I fight,
Fighting
Because the decision to be free
Is that which I took freely,
Yet, criticized...

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True add verse situation,
     whereat me mission
     trans send dint state didst ache
after yours truly nearly
 ...

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Trenches

By Nathan Hannen

I look at the moon, Unaffected by superiority of height
With another bang a mortar explodes nearby, Loss of sight
Now the rain begins drenching...

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She loved
broken things
like she loved
the petals
of withered roses,
that scattered
for their own funeral
like strewed confetti-
which a lover
may have dropped
unintentionally
or intentionally-
crushed
under branded shoes
and under the wheels
of the...

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Along  with  their  desolate  fortune,
Old  parents  waiting  for  their  unsparing  children,
Who  leaved  them...

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“I am alone: the world is dead
And all its vigor has been bled.
May trees fill once again the plains
Where not a single soul remains!”

“The cities...

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Bloodthirsty,
Brain eating zombies,
In movies,
And on TV.


Is it a metaphor?
For how resentful people can be?
When they watch someone else succeed?
How we’re taught to pull each other...

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Life Abandoned 
David J Walker

What of the abandoned baby 
	Tears hidden 
Seismic cries choaked and cloaked
In an unsparing future 
	Whose voice speaks for you when
You...

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beyond earnest vows
and doting promises
our love will last
forever and a day
yet all avid promises
are one day shattered
in spite of best intentions

sometimes I hear its thunder...

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Beneath the cold glare of the desolate night,
And from a thousand miles away,

I heard her cries and felt the fathomless depths of suffering
Tearing her wounded...

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