Honed Poems - Poems about Honed

... Who is the greatest from the land of the other hand… The pure top draw..southpaw.... Lara or Spice Isle style.. guile and Wiles of Kumar Sangakarra.. Who wouldn’t hanker in their sea......

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... Human life is striving for joy while saturated with busy bits of an emotional seesaw, its movements leave traces in so many places, our goal seems pre-disabled. So, it is that despite emotio......

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...He hones his purpose on a stone whet of spite, Edge kissed to gleam in the dead of night. Relentless is the echo tuned to hindsight. Endless in the knowing his cause is right. His grip is firm,......

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...R a i n ~ a misted mirror coated in petrichor pain ~ fused with memories pirouetting through the veiled salt of the earth, caressing the Pina Colada dreams adrift in the icy-blue air, amid......

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... Our Cup is Overfull “Our cup is overfull, I can`t bear it,” Words that came out like a blast from the sky ......

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...Doe In My Yard I glimpsed out my bedroom window looking for nature's signs giving me clues about what today will bring. A lone doe was nibbling on the southern lawn grass. She slowly raised her......

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...Trimming fat off his soul he searched for the bone With every new slicing his consciousness honed All waste in the fire to sizzle and fry Excesses like smoke rise forgotten — i......

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... A slow burn at first, a simmering resentment in the gut, like a banked fire refusing to be extinguished. A whisper of injustice, a flicker of wrong. Then the fanning of the flames, each reco......

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...Lurid looks have been thrown at me Deadly daggers sent to pierce my heart Why do some insist on acting beastly waging war in attempts to tear me apart? How long can I go on pretending I'm not in......

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...Heartthrob in damsel drag Belief of human bile Completely instilling cascading dregs of mechanical flesh, bones and spit 64th avenue And coiling deft doom Winged balls of bulging blood and spec......

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... “Lost, special treasures truly break our hearts- more so, those honed by our creative arts .” _by Poet So sad th......

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...An empowerment song. Don't let others keep hurting you or taking you for granted. You deserve Love and Happiness too. You only get one Life... So enjoy it! Thanks for the lessons By Michelle Mo......

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...In moonlit dunes where silence creeps, My past still hisses in my sleep The owl above with spectral stare The scorpion’s sting, a desert’s dare They watched, I waited, lips held tight And struck......

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...Babes. Raised to outfit an agenda. The element of nature versus nurture. A pitbull is a dog like any other as is a Jew is a human like any other. Babes. Any dog any human, raised to be a weapon will ......

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...do we secretly hope for a benign flame to rise ushering bliss in each pore imbibed by us in surprise if this be our desire have we honed our intent to invoke God’s grace by granting love con......

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