Moot Poems - Poems about Moot

There's a lot to be said for silence but you won't hear it from me I'm satisfied tongue-tied as the less said the more I see and even if the point is moot 'tis a wise owl who don't give a hoot YY UR YY UB IC UR YY 4 ME (Too wise you are too...

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Excuse me; I can't hear you My batteries must be flat I am not sure I have my hearing aid in As I am as blind as a bat What did you say? Feel Feel? that won't do any good I would have done that in the first place. If I felt I could. Could you repeat what you were saying? I still...

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No matter unseasonably blustery March like weather prevails across my neck of the woods (Southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania) and across the main body of these United States of America particularly original Thirteen Colonies global warming alive and well and promises to return with a vengeance after station identification. Find out pertinent ice age accouterments; gear up as soon as possible with suitable and necessary arctic trappings by accessing without...

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Impossible mission to uncouple accountability, (no matter minuscule - veritable drop within figurative bucket when quantity contrasted/ compared alongside industrial waste courtesy major corporations), yet helplessness prevails survival (mine) inextricably bound trappings twenty first century allow, enable, and provide exploiting even dollop so called nonrenewable resources, I could sacrifice corporeal entity - body, mind and spirit within eyeblink exhales last breath before becoming repurposed -...

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If I sit in back and don't see what's coming, jump from a plane without a chute, stand in an airlock and evac the air, fly toward the sun and get too close, love you and lose me...

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Forlorn to flail hopeless pursuit My poetry is mostly moot Topics ranging far and wide From seasons past to suicide Just take a look its plain to see In isolation I will be To write a single verse to matter Bold expression mental chatter As a heart beats sure and steady So the mind runs in this Freddy To just express another line Emotions mark the...

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An Echo Poem by Lora Colon and Brian Johnston I Do It For My Heart by Lora Colon Each morning my heart and I talk, It asks me why he went away, Like a child that can't understand, It asks the same question each day To spare my heart suffering, I lie, My lips cannot bear to admit These...

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Know Love Lord...

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It is merely one voice A faint echo within the multitude Distinguished only by its resigned silence Strength of desire fading away Like a snow flake destined to disappear Its singular beauty lost within the many Uniqueness melts into a white blanket of obscurity Followed by the endless parade of individual sameness Each different yet at a distance … conglomerate Clustered into anonymity The flight...

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I wonder how it feels as the chalk is erased away to know that what you mean is exactly what you say the words hang thick like cobwebs heavy in a dusty room serving as a shelter protecting like a womb there's an shadow on the floor a taped outline of the truth and what you heard was me although the point was moot...

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Question not the questioner, for this is done in vain, nor should we blame the blameless, adding links to Marley's chain. The defiant will not be defied, their hearts are wrought of steel, have empathy for the empath, who took on this job to feel. Don't second-guess the psychic, whose visions she won't share, and do not doubt the fairy-lights, by woodland elves prepared. See the magic...

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