Recompense Poems - Poems about Recompense

When wilting wolds wing winters ‘wards one’s way; When happenstance shall hurry haven hence; When all the oily oafs shall overwhelm: Then dine upon and in the finer realm, Wherein the fragrant dreams shall recompense Such grim endeavors as besmirch the day. ...

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I feel for the abused Chinese Korean Japanese..' In twenty twenty, the vision was skewed altered By some loaded news' as the bbc and itv and sky Did the bidding, from on high.' They reported of much? Mainly fear and death and as such.' they whipped into a frenzy Did not comport sensibly, rather ran stories on a spitting Causing...

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I Clouds of dark smoke billowing away The beginning of nature's decay The marble freezing within the fray A brick wall obstructing the pathway On dry ground shadows forever lay Waiting for the sun to shine their way… (2017)...

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I can read it, perceive it between the lines. You wish I listened more and stopped keeping score. You'd like me to be taller and my ears lobes smaller. You feel my ties look cheap with a suit too old to keep. You dislike my laughter and still will forever after. You hope I would control body noises from below. My shoes you find a disgrace for putting...

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Realities of life will not relent ...

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Like a clock that’s ticking away-time flies too fast. Try to hang on to something and make it last. Dreams are for the naïve and the undaunted. Hard to have dreams when you're broken-hearted. Give 100% anyway but you’re not getting anything back. Got to pull your self up and get yourself back on track. One day it will all make...

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Down the hedge a spun web sets a trap butterflies flying blind become prey as spiders patiently wait rewards...

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I WISH TO RECOMPENSE YOUR SPECIAL DAY I’VE MISSED to all poets whose birthdays I’ve missed and especially dedicated to Mandy Tams-The Golden Girl time flew so swiftly that I didn’t even find a chance to ask perhaps, I was so engrossed with my writes, arts or in my class but, a maxim goes, “there’s nothing that...

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The streets are empty the birds stop singing the children are not playing the people look wan and scanty the brooks are dry and frusty the water taste blood and fretting the air smells dreading the seeds of terror grows plenty war has unleashed her good her gifts are hunger,poverty and disease devastation and dead as it stood no telling when the sun will rise again when...

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Stoic, is my demeanor Masculine through and through I’m as tough as the tough guys come More manly than all of you Emotions are for sissies My tears had never flown Catastrophes, I greeted with smiles Heartbreak I’d never shown She was all of five years old The sweetest child I’d ever seen To be told that she is dying of cancer Was a diagnosis too...

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His life became part of mine. His story became my story. I felt the pain he endured With great compassion. I understood his reasons; Why vengeance became an Integral part of his life. Why he couldn’t let it go How it sustained him-- Kept him in a lucid state Unaware of how it was Damaging his inner spirit. Slowly, very slowly over The many years that passed He adapted...

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