Red, White And Black Blues
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The white man stole their land
now the red man has the blues
the white man sold their families
and the black man's still ill-used
the white man shot the American buffalo
now the red ma...
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Categories:
ill used, america, animal, death, how
Form: Rhyme
A MINISTER RETIRES: SOLILOQUY
...A MINISTER RETIRES :
SOLILOQUY
I arise as infant Phoenix
from Akasha ashes
counterparts frozen
with foibles intact
a still Arctic of death
sheath for recalibration
Source Light bre...
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Categories:
ill used, change, character, emotions, extended
Form: Dramatic Monologue
BLANKETY-BLANK VERSE
...Alas it is a chore to write Blank Verse
Unable to peruse my rhyme filled purse
In search for words not better but not worse
A sad lament of poetry’s last curse
To stab the darkness with an ill-...
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Categories:
ill used, humor, irony, muse, words,
Form: Verse
Woodwinds
..." (Two roads) diverged in a yellow wood and I choose the
the one less traveled by and that has made
all the difference. "
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Categories:
ill used, life, music, nature,
Form: Sonnet
Surface Pollution
...The surface of the water is filled with pollution, It's sad to see such a precious thing so ill used.
Plastic bags and bottles pollute what should be clean,
Turmoil for animals who live beneath t...
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Categories:
ill used, passion, pollution, water,
Form: Rhyme
The Refused Is the Confused
...Heart with Joy suffused,
Later Help refused!
So, No Hopes infused,
It’d remain confused…
A Factory Worker,
For twelve years Dock Worker;
One could not be great,
If one would just wait.
“Who...
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Categories:
ill used, absence, cry, humanity, money,
Form: Rhyme
Daphne Has No Plans To Cry
...Daphne has no plans to cry:
She shall another man try:
Not The Old with hairs to dye
Nor One others think might die…
Asking she has been: Why? Why?
She never for once did lie
To Mac with his ...
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Categories:
ill used, anger, anxiety, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
Happy To Father a Baby
...A complete neglect of the dirt
On his labored wife’s skirt
And the ugly one on his shirt …
An Ageing father’s mirth
Continues to squirt
From Son’s birth
That challengers hurt,
Intensely en...
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Categories:
ill used, age, child, joy, parents,
Form: Rhyme
Hunger Strike
...Target for use by the Cruelly Ill-Used
Morally targetting his torturers,
Nobly tending a body and mind bruised
By the meanest sadistic adventurers.
All the time, a choice handgum of prisoners ...
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Categories:
ill used, absence, abuse, anti bullying,
Form: Rhyme
Shadow of Your Wings a Petitionary of Praise
...a delightful
sweetist singer
after the Lord's
heart
with perspectives
under
the shadow of
His hand
at points of need
at points of failure
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Categories:
ill used, christian, poetry, prayer,
Form: Verse
A Poet Cries Real Tears
...a poet cries real tears
I am speaking to you
from inside my head
I shake it and out tumbles
words in scrabble pieces
shiny lacquered squares
to build a thought
that will express the what
a...
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Categories:
ill used, change,
Form: Free verse
October
...Halloween rogues place outhouse upside down.
Nighttime, white sheets ghosts ride broomsticks sky high.
Felines cry topmost gates - they wail all-round,
while wives, mates make pleas, moans, a grie...
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Categories:
ill used, halloween,
Form: Rhyme Royal
The Colosseum
...Stone rests upon stone;
They glow in the light
As if to atone
For ill-used power and might.
Column on column,
Tier upon tier;
They weep with the knowledge
Of what happened here.
The cries...
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Categories:
ill used, history,
Form: Rhyme
Stains From Muddied Yesterdays
...There's a pile of sullied threads
from our muddied yesterdays
of a life we stripped bare
to be thrown into the wash
a hoard of soiled toggery
too foul to be cleansed
I tried to bury ...
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Categories:
ill used, relationship,
Form: Free verse
Reflection
...Oh, innocence of trust unchecked
How stare you back at me?
T’was you who fled this heart laid bare
Oh, barren calamity
Empty now the heart ill used
So used to gentle dreams
No more to see the flower...
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Categories:
ill used, betrayal,
Form: Quatrain
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