Best Well Intentioned Poems

Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth. The meek children bending over for millennium, taken spankings of bare bottoms, pelted slavery. 

Upon entry to rule, the open...

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Eve, the mother of all mankind,
Adam found his helpmeet in her.
Old Sarah, through faith, was confined.
Rebecca, the first twins’ mother.
Shiphrah and Puah, brave midwives
Saved Hebrew children, fearing God.
Fearless Jochebed hid her child,
Because of her, Moses survives.
Rahab hid spies for she was awed
By the true God,...

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FOR PAUL CALLUS

Paul, this short poem is for you alone,
Wish you lived closer, 
I’d tell you on the phone,
You have been the cornerstone of 
Poetry for me,
A tutor in a way,
An incredibly honest person
Who writes talented poems
You write brilliantly, and you are clever,
Whether Historical, romantic,...

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The Adjective Twin: A Poem of Pain 

I am "presumptuous" -- and with my brother, "arrogant" 
we are the adjective twin of "gentle" blame
of "gentle" wounding, of "gentle" continued "colonization"
constantly in an "unconscious" search for unsuspecting names to attach to,
so that we can remain collectively...

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The concerned politician was running for re-election
   But a very cool, steamy sex scandal he struggled to hide
He used his thick, bald head to provide some harmful protection
   By taking a scholarly, dim-witted babe to be his bride

By hiding appearances this...

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Once upon a stranger
A girl A well intentioned woman
With open and adorned soul
Askance behind silvered eyes and sighs,

Revealing her concealed seraphic smiles
In an unending sequence.
Yielded in gleams in day dreams,
With folklores and odes chronicling her unique meekness.

Once upon a moment.
I heard silent whispers fade
Within a...

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A scarlet tanager sits primly on the rail
Of the new fence erected near the meadow,
He eyes me stroll as I take in every detail
The path to the woodland is rather narrow,

Infrequently used, it is rapidly overgrowing
I am brushing against the yellow yarrow,
As hottest of summer...

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They're in a Better Place
 
This is not the time
for well-intentioned
testimony to
ethereality
so unfathomable
as these deaths
before me.
 
Praise heaven
and rejoice;
disguised as consolation
to me,
fractured,
who knows no better
than grief;
 
I have been left;
let me rage;
let me cry out
in torment;
let me.
 
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
February 22, 2012...

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Writing is my challenge each day
     But it's not the words or what to say.

     It is the connection with other writers here
     Because I feel I'm not worthy or equal I fear.

...

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Yes….YOU…you thimble headed moron;
why do you think your realities SO unique?
What gives you a claim on rightness?
Rightness, righteousness, right, “OH MY!”

OZ was a much more clear-cut place to live.
At least the wizard there displayed
his over blown head.
Let the curtains fall open
revealing his 
bulbous backside;
exposed the...

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One word
Like a black cat
Prowling on a starless night
Sneaks past my notice
Quiet and still and
Unobserved
Escaping from my well-intentioned lips
“Someday”


“We’ll have to get together”
“Yes, soon!”
“Write me when you get there”
“I will!” 
“Don’t be a stranger”
“It’s been too long”
“Here’s my phone number”
“I’ll call – I promise...”
“Someday!”


Every emotion...

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When one speaks of stars,
glitter and wishing come
to mind; wishes are easy
to find~a galaxy of them;

Thinking how easy one can get
lost in such vastness...a speck
of soul, even a good intentioned
god might not see or hear (one
could fear)

how many prayers must travel
unimaginable distances, mere
drops in an...

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It's Not You

It's Me

Actually in Truth
That's a Small White Lie 

I have been cheating on you
For a While now 
Having Passionate Sex
With another Guy

And i have been thinking it over
for a while now

And i Think

Yes

We Should

Break - Up


BAM

SLAM

There it Is 

Signed , Sealed , Delivered

Love's...

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You alone can't hold up the sky.
                 You can't do it all.
           You do have limitations.
   ...

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The lost doll was soon replaced
by the kind stranger, poker faced,
who said the doll looks not the same,
having changed both face and name
but may yet be by the child recognised,
by its touch tender and smile undisguised
and so by this well intentioned tale spun,
the lost doll...

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