Tribute Confusion Poems

A moonlight silhouette ... of a sleeping mountain.
A living forest ... tall trees in fullness.
Underbrush heavy laden ... a patchwork of paths.
The moon is hiding...

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stealth
makes a sound
goes like this,
S W O O S H

death
makes a sound
goes like this,
S W O O S H

graves
makes a sound
goes like this,
S W O...

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Honor will endure as honor surely will,
For honor is eternal or its value will be nil.

It's not about fame or the trophies you amass,
It's more...

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Across the ocean 
The abnormal is normalized 
There, where perverts lose shame,
Coming out of the closet, 
 putrid degeneracy seeks renown,
unashamedly, sensuality is stuffed on...

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There is a club known for untimely deaths
mostly, musicians in their early life;
at the same age of twenty-seven years-
expire with no forewarning of their loss.

Rock...

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Self-imprisonment
Is the worst form
Of punishment
Still, it is not out of the norm
To find a tiny bee hummingbird
Ruby Zoom, hidden inside a double-glazed display cabinet
One can...

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But like all memory, it fades as new ones are born
The memories rise to the surface and sink to the depth of obscurity

I remember all...

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Hello, Oblivion am I welcomed to thy realm?
            down into the darkness 
 ...

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September morning 2001, the 11th, I recall
The Twin Towers in NYC were standing tall
And all seemed right with the world
Until evil at America was suddenly...

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REFORMED DYSLEXIC

Many a time I have read words back to front (Start line)
And came up with the wrong conclusion 
My understanding made worse
By my underlining...

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Found the words to say so now here it goes
I hope you don't mind I'm not very good at Prose
Younger than my mother, yet...

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Tension personified:that's me.
Apart, my world soon would fall:
Family, friends, work, life.
Was that the grim reaper's call?

I was feeling so down on luck
that sadness would look...

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I see granite headstones,
wooden crosses, and wreathes,
Reminders of what once lived atop,
now interred way beneath,
As I walk through the cemetery 
trampling upon fallen leaves, 
Towards...

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Clusters of refugee bubbles
         Expelled from the side of my tank
      ...

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A CAGED BIRD WILL SING 

What beauty is heard when a caged bird sings
In its own; sad vanity to be heard
Such; in its own sorrow,...

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