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Premium Member Pizzazz
~ Pizzazz ~

  he had it
  from day one
  no one taught him
  he never studied it
  born that way
  he reveled in it
  but never
  amounted 
  to 
  much...

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Categories: amounted, confidence, mystery, star,
Form: Free verse



A Pleasure Beyond All Measure
A Pleasure Beyond All Measure

What we discovered was his pleasure,
Amounted to unsurmountable treasure;
Always scared;
Never shared;
So tremendous and beyond all measure.

Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: amounted, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Copy of His Sermon
Copy of His Sermon

Again and again hunted and hunted
For copy of his sermon I had wanted
So much feeling in it would be found;
Often adored each word and sound
Much knowledge to sermon amounted.

Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: amounted, allegory, analogy, religious,
Form: Limerick
The Past Was Never Done
That near tragedy started with a sense of urgency.

An urgency that ran out faster than my motivation. 

It had felt like everything had been undone. 

But those were just plans. 

And plans that never amounted to anything cannot be undone....

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Categories: amounted, angst,
Form: Free verse
Of One Family
Did they believe
Their faith alone would not grant 
Certainty in their protection

That they would be 
Cast aside
Debt of imperfection
And disloyalty
Shunned unworthy

For what only 
Amounted to
One mistake

No matter how much
They disagree?...

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Categories: amounted, friendship
Form: Free verse



For Sermon Had Hunted
For Sermon Had Hunted

Again and again we had hunted
For copy of his sermon we wanted;
Much feeling in it would be found;
Adore each word and its sound;
Great knowledge to sermon amounted.

James Prestigious Religious Horn
Retired Veteran and Soldier...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: amounted, allegory, analogy, religious,
Form: Limerick
The Contretemps
Around the lounge a drowsy brown hound was routing,  and found a rowdy lout shouting aloud and flouting a crowd of stout, proud men who frowned at his pounds tumbling down the ground and they clouted and ousted him out and out without any doubt about that money amounted to thousand pounds....

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Categories: amounted, fantasy,
Form: Prose Poetry
Boulder Colorado Shootings
A tragic mass shooing has occurred once more. This time, in a Boulder, Colorado grocery store. Today, it seems there is no safe place to go. Incidence of gun violence seems to grow. The number of murdered victims amounted to ten. It looks like we cannot keep this from happening again. From a news story found on CNN.com
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Categories: amounted, murder, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Empty Promises
Empty promises. 
You begged me to stay. 
Told me your life was falling apart
And i was the only way. 
My hopes rose. 
I awated those words to come from your mouth. 
And now it all amounted to nothing. 
You lied again. 
Bad. 
Your broke my heart again. 
Sad. 
Now nothing to do but sit here and wonder. 
What is going to become of this? Is all i can ponder....

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Categories: amounted, lost loveme,
Form: I do not know?
Fly Without Me
Erase all memories of our love,
Fly freely now without me my dove.
Erase the kisses from your lips,
Forget our flaws, falls and slips.

Erase from your body my touch,
Sorry I never amounted to much.
Forget I ever gave you my heart,
The same you injured with a dart.

Erase my voice whispering to your ear,
Forget that in your life I ever did appear.
Erase all traces of the love we had,
Erase me and of your freedom be glad....

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Categories: amounted, loveme,
Form: Rhyme
On the Way Up
I was oh so foolish
I finally got my way
I scraped and stepped 
on people, just let them lay
a sociopath they called me
I could only grin
they amounted to nothing 
so I never thought it as a sin.

Lost my children and my wife
didn’t play attention to them
I was rolling in the money
I could only grin.

Now I am an old man
big retirement under my skin
all alone 
day after day
 in a chair I simply sit
got a lot of time and money
I can only grin....

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© Ruth Martz  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: amounted, angst, bereavement, career, depression, emotions, grief,
Form: Rhyme

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