Short Accompli Poems

The final poem that I write…
a comment on itself

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)...

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Standing for nothing….
  falling for everything

Time becomes your master
  each moment—zero sum

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)...

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Everyone hates me eventually,
so why don’t you do it now

Saving us time, uncoupling the rhyme
—your anger my presence endows

(Martin’s Dam: January, 2021)...

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Full contact Poetry
The ultimate fight
Death match supreme
The truth within sight
Pulling no punches
The ink bleeding free
The wound beyond mortal
A Fait Accompli

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)...

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A gift or obligation,
  the Poet signed his name

A promise wrapped in silence,
  decision masked by pain

One choice among the many,
  within salvation lies

The victors lay unspoiled
  —with truth to live or die 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)...

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Capricious, a long haired 
Classical girl, long legs
Casually looks, eye
Contact, fiery young man,
Clearly hormones aflame,
Confidently walks with rose 
Converse, fait accompli!


Entering Poem : Pleiades Poetry Contest
Sponsored By Joseph May
2020/10/02...

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Late 80s, Quebec, Ville de Lasalle,
A piece of my life, a piece of me,
I left behind;  Fait accompli.
What I miss most? Je ne sais quoi!
Cartoons! Lagaffe, Robin Dubois!
Bicycle rides with my good friends,
Next to the river, along the bends.
I left behind a piece of my life…...

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 rhyme 


Cop-out - there is nothing new under the sun.
Do they mean all is already done?
A measured game plan, foresee
like fait accompli?
To prove my
plea,
reason why
for this repartee.
A new form I guarantee.
Here I will end as I have begun,
cop-out - there is nothing new under the sun.
...

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A bird in a cage; your inner demons will rage
A bird in the air your dreams cannot pair
A bird on a ledge; your losing your competitive edge
A bird in the tree is no fait accompli
A bird in the nest; all aspirations laid to rest
A bird in the mound; your tactics are not sound
A bird on the pond; your fleeting visions will abscond
A bird on the ground; all hope is not yet drowned
A bird in the hand; your gratuities are panned...

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She said concretize
and her vocabulary
Typified my desire
for words
amorously.
Then I came
across boondoggle
and thought
hell no, 
Not me
feed me every
word in your
dictionary
take me from
dilettante
to fait-accompli
Make me the greatest
of all time
if only in my mind
Her tongue
can use my mind
indiscriminately
to the point
of confessing
Ooo, I like that
and all manners
of Freudian slips
Her words
produce
bitten bottom lips
She is the ..it....

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