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Bystanders Poems - Poems about Bystanders


Premium MemberImportant To Duel At High Noon

Which Cowboy bites dust tomorrow at noon,
Fighting duel to end, to death the tune,
The sun at noon shows no glare,
Bystanders, time of day fair,
Outside the saloon, a hot day in June.

Poetry Competition Entry: HIGH NOON POETRY CONTEST
Sponsor: Joseph May
Date: 07/05/2022
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Categories: bystanders, boy,
Form: Limerick

Premium MemberUpstanders, Bystanders and Victims

The world is made up of bystanders, upstanders, and victims.
The bystanders are horrified when their neighbors are falsely accused.
Offended when they see blatant misbehaviors, aggressors, punchers, slappers.
Relieved they are not targeted, the bystanders often become victims.
There is hell to pay then.
Or is there?
The victims are always targeted.
She rolled her eyes at me.
In a crowd of
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Categories: bystanders, 10th grade, 6th grade,
Form: Free verse



Bystanders

I am no bystander to this life I live
W here I am today is the result of things that I did
To blame the world or the jokers I've crossed
Would be irresponsible and a complete bust
They played their parts and so did I 
And I've spent a few years of cleaning time
The messes that were made
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Categories: bystanders, inspiration,
Form: I do not know?

Bystanders

The alter has all but fallen...

Once powerful in awe...

The struggle, canal, of waves dissolve...

Great divide stand wilt...

The cries touched with chords
of Braille...

enticed outstretched mallet   
drive in another nail...

bystanders reel in wrath...

All consumed by an energy...
they too, themselves...

yet tapped...
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Categories: bystanders, art, passion, peace,
Form: Concrete

Bystanders

pay no attention to the girl behind the mask,

like the man behind the curtain she'll give you all you ask.

but who gives her?

she'll wither away never knowing who you were.

aint it sad?

how no one recognizes what they had.



pay no attention to the boy and his guitar,

strumming chords to drown his loneliness that still it wont
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Categories: bystanders, lifepeople, girl, people,
Form: I do not know?




Book: Reflection on the Important Things