Prowess Poems - Poems about Prowess

My opinion is an option Their preferences a mandate Our midpoint an ambiguity The victory tastes bitter Only the failure feels better I then call it an intriguing skin They name it an awkward scene The softer tissues on touch An awful sensation in view Hearing the rooster roaring We all deserve no contempt By integral effort attainable For every purpose one intends On the...

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crystal skulls some are repulsed others are drawn in feeling the purity of them mystics state they have healing powers can enhance your psychic eye pull energy from your root chakra use them for successful scrying important in cleansing rituals oftentimes have an alien connection paranormal phenomenon produce miracles rose quarts skull can talk to you will share tales of love tigers eye skull will help you solve mysteries amethyst...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength noticeably decreases in one direction. I take lock, stock and barrel to revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious undeclared state of war prevails within body electric of troubadour now seated at his Macbook Pro another reasonably rhyming poem I hope to score signalled by satisfaction qua eye of the tiger doth unknowingly make Katy...

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Twee is new to our school, unhappy with her mother for moving her. She is in first grade; it is the middle of January. Her teacher stated how angry she is. I picked her up for a talk. She saw my sand and asked if she could play. While she created sand creatures, she told me about her life. I...

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analogous to expending precious Air Supply embellishing, modifying, revising, et cetera a poem crafted about fourteen months ago. I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious undeclared state of war prevails within body (Electric Light Orchestra) of troubadour, whereby creative juices did perforce pour forth as if sung by one man koor; now he haply seated at his Macbook...

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At long last... Beatle browed Beastie Boys attained Nirvana routing hellish existential crisis courtesy Earth, Wind And Fire rendered null and void celibate Journey knight in shining armor forever staind and tarnished compliments verboten extramarital whoopie. Herewith I forthwith take poetic license linkedin to long line of Mamas and the Papas whose music died when Passenger(s) violently perished courtesy flaming inferno analogous to Le(a)d Zeppelin 129 christened Hindenburg. Along...

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This is who I am; I achieve peace in simplicity. No petulance in my kind heart but faithfulness. This is who I am; I suppress sorrow from others. And smiled notwithstanding my gentle sadness. Also, love life, its sweetness, and its bitterness. The lovely sky is all I desire, for my relish fullness. And assign my life's rosy colors into poems. I...

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Having been strong was a practical tool to battle those adversities that taunted me more than classmates' games and mischiefs; I hardly fall for anything other than candid affection, admitting my fragilities is humble: I don't declare nobility and excessive riches. If this vulnerability can be defined as the Achille's Heel, then it must fit me so perfectly; I won't be happy until...

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Endurance upon the page Edited with audacity May these words persevere To catch the right complacency Written with courage Erased with fierce endurance May these words come to me Fortified by my assurance It is daring, to say the least Like cool, calm heroism May these words be my virtue Extraordinary prowess in a prism This here is my backbone A skeleton of determination May these words I share...

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I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious undeclared state of war prevails within body electric of troubadour now seated at his Macbook Pro today February 20, 2021. Since January thirteenth of this year (two thousand and twenty one), yours truly suddenly feels long in the tooth, i.e. auld, he whose decrepit body and gnarled hands ice cold rigor mortis virtuous vice...

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I am a lion in the water A bird struggling in the mud I'm a horse trapped in the stall A spider's prelude before the web A wolf pacing before the hunt A snail climbing Everest I am the energy that supersedes the deed I am the champion of its release I am the fastest The strongest The most industrious Of all around me For I know...

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WHILE I STARE While I stare at the deep of the earth I tear from my eyes Is this what He made it to be? Were we all meant to live like this? Guns became our toys Breaking hearts became a thing of joy Corruption became a hobby and we've turned immorality into our Tommy Now that I choose not to be part they tag...

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Villanelle: Not the Mind nor Soul but the Body’s prowess Not the mind nor soul but the body’s prowess What stands out must crown man’s vanity made bold So what counts must make nations blazing success Usury stocks and shares that banks re-possess Wars in foreign lands paid for with oil and gold Not the mind nor soul but the body’s...

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"Presidential Prowess" Romney and Obama, two Presidential candidates to win the White House, must be too savvy in debates. *For Debbie Guzzi's Two Timer's Contest ...

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Here is the full moon Proudly displaying its grace Please meet me outside It calls me, in dignity Its crazy voice calling me Now I follow it The commands that exclaim out I enjoy the moon And all its wondrous exploits Pleasure to behold at night Clouds come to meet it Covering over a scared voice It pleads not to be Inadvertently covered A moment of complete rush I fold...

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