Best Usurps Poems

Knowledge gained liberates or mutilates.
Ramifications of reality’s realm reached
make your insides want to abandon the body ship.
Rocking back and forth as you hurl dry acidic pain
expelled by the force of shell shocked lucidity:
You’re not good enough to be loved.

Breathing in is treason.
Your heart demands release...

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Autumn's Aria

As crisp chill usurps the summer air
Autumn flirts with every colored tree
Coaxing with musical wind so fair...
Fall leaves dance to death quite willingly,
Spin in pirouettes so wild and free.

As leaves with stunning colors now rest
In a quilt to warm the earth below,
These jewels arrayed...

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When you make love to me with spoken word
Emblazoned body burns in ecstasy 
Desire’s cadence by my heart is heard
And secret wants demand supremacy

When you make love to me with wanton gaze
A melody of moistness throbs within 
Your gnawing glances do ignite the craze
Of body...

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Sunset.
Darkness quickly descends.
I feel like dancing on my large lawn.
     Astonished I admire
     the rise of fantastic fireflies.
     Such beauty usurps my breath.
Fireflies waltz in weightless wonder.
How can I not dance with them!
A...

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Spiritual Mahjong
Your Move Lord

Is there a God?
A benevolent entity.
An eternal presence presiding over me.
A creator, watching and observing.
All knowing.
Is my end determined and conclusive before it begins, before I begin?
If so, then to what purpose am I created?
How does something so perfect, create something so...

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Malodorous tavern’s garret, the codger it accommodates, No more,
Fuzzled in brew, his fuzzy lady, her life she lives to abhor.

Randy colleen gape at her with aghast,
Talk around that she has “the dead hands of the past”.

At the dimly lit square by the infamous tavern to...

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Where is the nation once united under God?
Broken is the moral compass that guides her.
The people sleep while the devil is at play
like a fattened calf, we are ripe for the slaughter.

The sky has darkened across the heartland of America
the clouds weep tears of anguish,...

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Parallel Emotions - Love and Hate"

between love and hate
a fine line separates 
two emotions
para-interlocking devotions
easier to love someone
hate usurps more energy
power inflicts hurt 
into this tapestry
cross lines to emote feelings
jagged edges like daggers
smoothed and soothed 
by love
sweet love 
conquers life 
ultimately.

© Harry J Horsman ...

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The heavy breath we call the wind
That wakes the wood and strips the trees
Does not till spring its blow rescind 
And thus return the leaves to these

The forest in primeval rest
Which waits in slumber for each leaf
Is by the springtime richly blessed
The wretched wind, no...

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GOODLUCK

Gutless muffled monarch wooed millions to the poll, 
Our feeble lord enforced by pathetic speech of poverty (I once had no shoes) 
On congruent grounds of pain we forced him, though we hated his coterie. 
Disappointed, we wail waiting surrogate to lead to unending journey...

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Beneath that layer of inner giving
Exists a fight for contented peace, so often sought.
Albeit mixed with the passion of living,
Uniting all to wonderful thought's.
This beautiful person
Invites a multitude of feelings.
Fears nothing in the name of passion,
Usurps your feelings, sending them reeling
Life is so beautiful, there...

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(Mothers & Fathers Of Italian Americans),

Out of desperation one usurps their stead;
Picking up its broken pieces from the fragments of their head
I'm going to make you an offer you won't refuse
Shackled from philisophy's that scream choose

Still meet my old friend,
Fist full of lead with bloody...

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Sunrise
Night surrenders
Morning’s first light renews
Robin’s song usurps crickets’ choir
Cool wet dew of night still glistens; insolent
Lurid terror bows to sun’s glow
Coffee’s odor beckons
Slumber subsides
Sunrise...

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What twist of fate has befallen us?
When nighthawks no longer soar by day --
Ritualistic measures of time usurps moonlight
 
Where then shall I see upon my love’s face ~
A smile that would light the ancient Nile
Oh to feel the warmth of his sweet embrace

Dusk be...

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It’s ironic how those touting tolerance
So singularly lack the trait they tout—
Can a want of self-awareness account for it?
Appeals to reason roundly fail.
Indeed they seem inimical to logic:
They cry “Love!” and “Tolerance!”
While spewing hate and exclusion.
Can they not see their hypocrisy?
Have they no sense of...

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