Feckless Poems - Poems about Feckless

...The foreign fiend, of feckless faith and folk, Is feigning fealty to our fair fortress;— To force his form and fold on finished fact, He’ll find fit fashion of fetid fetish.......

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...her face was flawless admired by the masses forever feckless......

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... His two objectives unmet Bibi approves the ‘deal’ he gets from Trump, in an unconscionable rush to bully Israel into a peace made of mush For 15 mo......

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...The most feckless corrupt Pres in living memory pardons his grifter son. But not just for deliberately evading taxes and firearms violations. No, Joe went further. His pardon includes all o......

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... Recycled poetry, we’ve used all these spells before; Abracadabra, a whisper to make that cauldron simmer… Calling corners? familiar synonyms since the new are.. feckless; We must honor th......

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...Channel six says its this Channel seven says its that The times says its left The post says its right Democrats claim they know Republicans claim it aint so The internet supports anyone's case ......

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...Beneath the ash its morals face defeat as segregation separates is corps. The scars outline a union incomplete and wounds define its failure to restore. Though rally calls have filled a Nation’s ......

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...crabby crackpot craved credibility draconian dilemma decreed deliberately encouraging enthusiasm eventuality feeling feckless and ferocious, frivolously......

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...As swift assaults endeavored to prevail, the magnitude of death was asinine. ‘Twas such a toll above a measured scale that no explicit value could define. As battles raged, no exploit could surmo......

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...Zounds! longing for a merciful descent into the terminal ground where smoky eyes semi-watch streams of semi-(dis)information exhaled from smoking brains on a mission to search & decons......

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...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......

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...Through the portals of life, I must pass a bridge beyond which dawn beckons to ward off darkness. The hazy silhouette of trees is an ethereal glow from the night sky - a negative nirvana. Float......

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...As allies falter from his Blitzkrieg force, the blood of British sons infuse the sand. They pray their brothers front the Channel’s course for they have failed to gain the upper hand. And, so the......

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...In words, straight from this writer's heart ~ my soul, or some other sensitive anatomical part, I consider a poem a failure, without success when poetry readers consider it a bloody mess. Sometim......

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... Mayonnaise in my mouth; it was turkey—the first Pollack I saw. His fault that the splatter looked like a forgotten egg on the side. Walking toward the waste basket, I threw up in i......

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