Long Show of hands Poems

This free verse was written from an agnostic point of view 
so may appear biased, against organised religions
I assure you this is not my intention, and it is simply a poem 
For the record, I...

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I ask a question, who knows?
A question about what the future holds.
A question about the very face of life- it wears a mask, why? I don't know.
May I ask this question? Will you know? Will...

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"It's like an Agatha Christie mystery where the tail is the head," ... by Poet.

Since when do shadows privy forward,
wealth measured lead imbue the Sun's light,
none be the tray of hearts, a crossword,
shuffle true your...

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Disposition tilts dogma of poetaster
elicits, nevertheless adopting role jester
trending toward vagueness exhibited
by Addams family uncle Fester.

Yours truly makes exception to his
preference for law and order, viz
sanctioning upheaval particularly
avast mayhem curried kindled, biz
zee ness linkedin courtesy...

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Our Black Lives Matter team was hosting
another monthly forum on racism,
as regularly scheduled,
anti-patriarchal business as usual.

The facilitator opened with a question,
asking for a show of hands.

"If you had to choose
between two nominees for public office,
or...

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Shebyra does not discuss her story with the others; appearing aloof, as a protective shield.
The rest of the court shy away, scared of her mask, as formidable as a chastity belt triple locked under a...

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Now doc assured Cindy that all would be fine
and finished the abortion at a quarter to nine.
The partial birth process was a total success
and as Cindy recovered, they disposed of the mess.
By one O’clock doc...

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A part of the upper crust of society

I certainly have never been

Methinks “down to earth” more accurately

Describes this old homo sapien

No airs, no talking big, no flamboyant flair

Just little old simple me

Now that word “simple”...

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What is it you crave? Song? It has not been long enough for my breath to play 
stealth in dedication of love gone. I know you know this love life was designed for 
persistence to...

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lets double
check our gear

heavy duty
helmet topped with
a light an underneath
chin strap as well as 
a body 
harness

check

at least fifty yards of
rope with ten pitons
each and as many 
carabiners comfortable
for one to
carry

check

now gather round
and take a...

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There are some people that will try to pick your brain
Just to make themselves look better and then call you a name
Yes we know you have so much sense
So you flood our brains with your...

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I've stood on mountains high
Swung the valley's low
Kissed the starry sky
Spoke of what I know

Swam the oceans deep
Walked the desert sands
Calmed the savage beast
Made up my demands

Seen the city streets
In the city's fog
Heard the jungle...

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Spring has arrived, her cycle of life beckons
As she thrills us with greened anew

Buds grace the light as if blinking in the sun
Bulbs of many play peekaboo through the softening soils

As days grow into weeks,...

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I presented my idea of a PoetrySoup convention to the Soup people- they thought 
it was a good idea...We, Soup members, would bear the costs, but I think I have 
a plan (if held on...

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Passing sunsets are constant reminders
To the evanescence of existence
Dazzled before, my heart now wears blinders
Mindfully leery of love's redolence
Lonely and sad in harbored seclusion
Cognizant of pain love hides behind her
But faith bears hope for fate's...

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Do not spoon feed me Your- religion 
 "no thanks" I already got my ration 
 Don't tell me how Holy you are 
 I'd rather see you act humble by far 

Show the hands...

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By the show of hands, how many wonna attend my funeral


not that am joking but doctors have proved am suffering from success


they said its a strange disease coz its only symptom are blessings in excess


its...

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