Blare Poems - Poems about Blare

...*This poem was written for "Kensington Avenue Poetry Contest, Anthony Biaanco, sponsor, July 20, 2025 KENSINGTON'S LAMENT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her city streets are grey a......

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...whistles blare gun powder in the air lead pours overhead I can't wait to feel my bed I line up my rifle breathe and squeeze my orders are to strife I run empty so I freeze the quit night......

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...On the day of the Lord the human shall fear, A terrifying god whom will Christians duly Peer, The dead shall live again - the Christian tear, A monopolising Christianity that cannot hear. With,......

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...An isolating darkness looms: A numb yet tingled skin; And residues of twilight's gloom, As walls unseen close in. This place feels sharp, yet vague and stale; The clash stirs strife within. M......

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...Delectable dreams of sweet treats chasing after the ice cream truck. Lunge for that strawberry eclair, fast like your life depends on it. A street’s dead end cul-de-sac meets flavors that le......

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... Electricity crackles in the air roller-coaster careening off its track as silver trumpets blare Gangs teem and thrive in jungles from Africa to American streets ......

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... If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor – Desmond Tutu The Trumpet of Parrots Patriots rally to the trumpet sound, its blare echoes the lies ......

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...-Slow down- Even the sounds of rushing red waters pulsing... drown out the beats that blare in my head - Slow Down - My thoughts spin like a carousel of fervent beats, while I watch th......

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... They've done with this world, they've shut up shop, They've locked every door and window. They've pulled the curtains tight, all in is excluded within. All dissension within is chained up and b......

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... The sun is up the sky is blue today is beautiful and so are you inside this April morn, the angels are sending you kisses that you don't have to earn... The day has risen dawn is here, bri......

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... I cannot bear it I have blocked out daylight from my bedroom. A beautiful Spring is coming, but the dead come with it. Every year bodies slide into the earth, the daffodils sprout, unear......

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...Overrun by stuffed subdued teddy bears... of diverse and sundry sizes engaged in woebegone wild rumpus as a last hoorah for diversity, equity and inclusion, whose somber bowed heads (hide t......

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...Today-- You rant,"oh boy! You too timid, Ah! Clumsy like a sloth and white-liver'd Like a mouse. . . Bad! Too bad! Tomorrow -- You blare,"hush lad! You so unruly, Oh! Obstinate like a mule an......

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...STOP! screams the sign As the bus slowly glides To a place made for safety For the children's home rides The blare of the horn On the old wagon shifter As it ignores the stop And skirts like......

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...My WILL I will this will to be. I often wonder seldom blunder Though I thunder I stand GUARD this FAR! Will I fill what is to BE? Will I Fulfill my DESTINY? This Destiny IS FOR ME? on this GAURD......

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