Best Weightier Poems

I kneel to pray beneath an oak tree’s leaves,
where my journey began.
Broken limbs straggle over a patchy lawn,
a neglected place full of holes, 
shoveled from childhood memories.

I bow at the altar of the tall oak.
Days come and go, but yesterdays
are no longer my foundation. 
The...

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LEGAL ROMANCE

Law, 
Let me plague you 
With the infectious love of my heart.
Now that I bear the aftermath of your infections,
And your cold blood boils in me 
Like a volcanic eruption,
Let me make babies in the factory of your womb.

My amorous cuddlesome arms
That carry a...

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Regiments  of verse march in rhythm. 
Eagerly they traipse word by word
Combing the theater of my mind.
Trying  this ancient captain’s orders.
Inspired to pass the roll call of muster,
Former battle veterans re-up
Yearning for more difficult assignments.

I choose my warriors cautiously
Strategizing before and after each...

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So burdened by a crushing silence more weightier than words 
born from likened mirrored thoughts 
These reflections shown in slackened hunches 
They come to bear such cruelty 
Carried with this certainty , seen darkly down and dragging 
in the fell of fallen shoulders 
Which question...

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Oh, these trees, arms reaching as they
      did then, but even wiser ... perhaps I as
         well have learned another thing-or-two
   in the eons since I yet stood here ...

The...

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Out of the pot of Nature's Heritage we were created.
The taste of originality to savor, such novelty to behold.
Fearfully and wonderfully adorned with a spirit nurtured as a replica of our being.
A magnificent culture of beauty who have under-taken as a task,
In the misconception of...

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Stand I on the line that starts the run or race 
Eyes are fixed on the destination 
Legs are ready 
And tight is my body and mind 
But I am not alone here, there are many
Taller is the left guy, weightier is right 
Still idiots...

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On this darling day, some sixty two years ago was born 
a golden girl with glory, glee & glow; christened Dane-
Ann, a nice & noble name... I  know, garnished with 
grace and great gifts as she gently  grow. Now a 
woman, so wise,...

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You stopped me on my way to the well,
said you had something to me to tell.
Something new so I listened to you
Until your words started to ring untrue.
You spoke of those anti- and non- folds
god, even before Colbert those arguments were old.
I came to see...

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A gunny sack was full of bleached skulls.
What now ? Do I attend the auction
of mortal wounds in hidden valley of dust ?
The arsenal of seductive weapons was a snub
to your culture when the fall of extremes
was overlapping the sunset of empire.

I am going to...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished absurdly upon my wardrobe, in excess of what was practical,
Like the glittering rainbow colors, proffer more than what is passable!

Though...

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OF FATHOMLESS MERCY

A surpassing story of old.
More than His saintly mother’s loss.
Weightier than riches of gold.
Lamb’s rhapsody bleeds from the cross.

O depths of fathomless mercy!
Bloodletting removal of dross.
The case for Christ controversy.
Lamb’s rhapsody bleeds from the cross.

A quietus sounded after
the moaning of nails, at a...

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The Pods - Chilling Scifi Poetry

Fear, you are weightier than gravity
in pulling the stomach to the ground.

Rotors slowed and sound waned 
as the helicopter sided, meeting the concrete
in a road ripping, heart stopping flame.
A distant plane plunged to wing tipping contact,
its fireball cruel and final.

My...

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Woe betide lower men who fickle facades embrace
And wit’s hard-won gold for shifting dross exchange; 
Dubbing avarice-sired glosses exquisite gems pure,
With obscuring eyes decimating solid worth's range.

With their own ears they cannot first-hand hear,
And gauge if wild grapevines solid realities say;
There's always standard hearsay in...

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Vera Pavlova English Translations of Russian Poems

I shattered your heart;
now I limp through the shards
barefoot. 
—Vera Pavlova, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Winter? a beast.
Spring? a bud.
Summer? a bug.
Autumn? a bird. 
The rest of the time I'm a woman. 
—Vera Pavlova, loose translation/interpretation by Michael...

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