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Implacably Poems

I used to know

...I used to know
But not so much anymore
Hold the door
Don’t hold the door
Say “Good Morning”
Or say nothing
Lest I commit
A micro-aggression

I used to think outside the box
I can’t any long...

Categories: implacably, humor, kid, pets,
Form: Free verse

Tempus Fugit

...
While in my youth
I racked my brain 
to fill up Time

Taken aback 
By Time’s fast pace 
Once in my prime 

Dismissive still 
that Time ticks on 
indeed clockwise 

Not feeli...

Categories: implacably, death, life, time,
Form: Rhyme

Just Cause

...JUST CAUSE

Without cause, teachers, classmates, and neighborhood kids mocked at my pitiful station of poorness and entrenchment in painful shyness, calling me dreadful names that chipped away at m...

Categories: implacably, abuse, anti bullying, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Winter Streams

...LIFE’s STREAMS IN WINTER

The rivers, brooks, the winter bourns and streams
Seem all in haste, they flow in rapid course
With no time now for idle summer dreams
Compelled by purpose resolute wit...

Categories: implacably, life, river,
Form: Sonnet

Whispered On the Wind

...These days are short, as I begin 
to walk—my daily custom now—
toward the place where, after 
treatment, you lie resting. 
I dream each day of when
I'll come and take you home. 

But then I he...

Categories: implacably, death,
Form: Narrative

Suffusion of Profuse Elation

...Ah...herewith ma usual
     dose of pablum from this meal
lee mouthed muttering 
     doggerel wordsmith,
     who now writes...
     so here's the deal,
which reiterates a former zeal
namely,...

Categories: implacably, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

Prejudice

...It clouds the vision of its proponents
Causing them to see things that are not.
It mixes their minds into components
To which rational people give no thought.

It dismisses those whose eyes are ...

Categories: implacably, discrimination, prejudice, perspective,
Form: Rhyme

What Love Is Not

...Love is not the absence of hate
It is the hand that weakens its grip
Even if the heart tells the soul:
"In its spell the wicked clothe themselves
with the brilliance of the pure,
So you must not trus...

Categories: implacably, love,
Form: Free verse

The Nihilist - Seven: Blood On the Moon

...Embryos sing saddle-sore sonatas, beneath 
the despot eaves of chromium skies, reflecting 
black light down upon the harbours where 
ambition claws the air and slowly dies; and 
nighthawks scream...

Categories: implacably, death, loss, lost love,
Form: Rhyme