Best Vehemently Poems

My dearest Claudia, 

     For eighteen months, I've been at this Jerusalem outpost.
     "Tis you and young Julius that I miss the most.
     This wasn't the adventure I set out to seek-
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"Home is Where the Heart Is"



Savages 
behind closed doors
Civilised 
but wild animals
sharpening claws
Humanity 
tries to escape itself
can’t run away 
from finding
"TRUE HOME"
behind closed doors
Now opening windows 
fresh air 
escaping shadows
Legs splayed and arms wide
breathe
"LIFE"
in for once, 
we are empty vessels
noisy prisoners 
in our own skin
Soul...

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My poetry garden of late has lain untended and forlorn.
I succumbed to shock and dismay upon entering recently, for I observed that
great disagreement had erupted and now vehemently 
raged among adjoining unmade weed-filled beds of subjects and verbs.
Modifiers that had been dutifully arranged and carefully...

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I turned,
towards my friend, who always was complaining
about the injustices and hardships of life and in 
a calm voice I asked him:
 
" Tell me, was there a moment in your life that you, 
smiled? 
Laughed?  
Jumped for joy? 
Celebrated a success?  
Kissed...

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Flip flops and straw hat adorn him, beach wear suits him nicely
Kind is he to her as he scoops into a bucket measuring precisely

Casted are his piteous passions in sunstruck warm sands
Gently shaping and capturing her likeness, she is in skilled hands

Stooping over chin to...

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Zanthoxylum shrubs with clustered yellow flowers,
Yolks of eggs and yellow jackets make her want to scream.
Xanthophobia ensnares her. It is sickening
Wakening to an aureate dawn’s bright rays.
Vehemently she shakes!
Ubiquitous are sunny days; she much prefers the clouds.
They keep her safe from light and her anxiety...

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That childhood faith, vehemently spirited,
Difficult to bend, impossible to tame.
That still-cradled heart, curiously open,
Eschewing fear, shunning struggle,
Accepting of each coming day.
The journey so hazardous.
Now a cold-forged and unyielding heart 
Beats out each agonizing minute.
Jared by indolence and disappointment,
Vision unrecognizably scarred.
The journey so quickly done.
Needing to...

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I dedicate this poem to Thomas Cunningham,
who I admire for the tales he tells in poetry form. 

MUTINY

I stands at the bow
Proud to lead
I get the first catch
and splash
Pretense while I breathe
as if our lips our sealed together
in this hallowed breeze
The skill of his hands
that...

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"Happy Easter To You!", is the greeting I hear them shout!
Alas, I just lamely roost here, brood, ponder and pout!
I've worked for weeks making eggs and I'm all tuckered out!
All this hoopla about rabbits, I can really do without!

Me, my mom, aunts, nieces and innumerable...

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Glorifying thrills of curious weeds
Wandering children with careless deeds
Broken leaves embracing the sun
Goblin heads for the better sure
On boundless grounds, allure
Vapours from the void so numb.


Release from heaven,the Godly tears
Silently succumb to the human fears 
Thirsty flock of birds galore 
Accosted branches reach out for...

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His voice the hiss of serpents,
he acknowledged the pact unmade,
but now he was here to tell him
how the debt would be repaid.

"All your sons, and all their sons,"
the devil's eyes glowed red,
"will perish while still very young,
yes, all of them, cold and dead."

With that, the...

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I had to find a bathroom,
A reasonable request,
I was all alone
And my bladder was quite stressed.

So I asked a man nearby,
“Do you know where a bathroom is?”
He merely shook his head,
And went about his biz.

I continued walking,
And sure enough around,
A woman with her children
Could tell...

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Some people deny how they feel.
They say falling in love
 is not real.

Their days come and go with the wandering wind.
They vehemently say it’s not so
 and pretend.

Their reality is a sad lie.
Rather than tell nothing but the truth
 they’ll die.

They live in a grey...

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In the middle of the night, you came, oh, death,
Wishing my soul to harvest
Vehemently, I refused to surrender it to you
Fact, that made you so angry.

You said your divine right was to claim it
But still, your request I turned down
It was then that you thought...

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I did some Wicca before my obe
(As then I was experimenting)
I went into a dream world
And this caused my obe
I saw some fascinating things
I was floating in the sky
With my friend right next to me

Neither of us noticed
What was coming towards us
I knew I wasn’t...

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