Short Exacts Poems

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Premium Member The Altar Weeps

Hearts torn asunder
    the altar of love weeps
  into mankind's service
    Venom slinking, seeps

  O, calm, reign supreme
    peace, into the home stream
  voices raised, rising, all is lost
    Rancor's chorus exacts its cost
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Vaasokht

Vaasokht 

Values warp love intrigue
Vexed liaison unfair
Vetted assails exacts
Volatile edged divorce
Vaasokht has six rhymed lines
Very old forms have eight
Views last two as unrhymed

*Syllabics checked via howmanysyllables

2020 October 28
*1st Place*
Pleiades 3
~~Joseph May
Form: Verse

Prevaricator

Let’s cut right through
the bombast ...
your camouflage of words
And redefine
the essence ...
of what you’ve never learned
Your double-talk
pontificates ...
to lure and to distract
Whose lies deride
wherein you hide ...
 from what the truth exacts

(The New Room: February, 2025)
Form: Rhyme

Old Souls

Old souls know about money,
and run from it more than the rest

They’ve witnessed the toll it exacts,
they’ve witnessed the joy it rejects

An old soul lives on a shoestring,
tied to something that money can’t buy

An old soul is not bought so cheaply
—as that new soul that’s never flown high

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Remembering Indiscretions

Remembering Indiscretions Miracle Man 2/16/2023 Our minds are complicated things; many things we wish to forget, it remembers, and things we wish to remember are oft forgotten. It is like a computer where all thoughts are stored; those things we can’t remember are not missing, just misfiled, and while God Forgives, The price He exacts for our indiscretions, could perhaps be our memory of the same.
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I Spied

She spies the ants in bewilderment
A linear and meandering path 
Undulating like a wave on a flat ocean
They are deliberate and sure

The ant spies the girl with indifference
Her path is unknown and random
Undulating in and out of reality
Her scars are deliberate and self-inflicted

The woman spies the man
His path is like the girl and the ant
Undulating like a pot of boiling water
The wounds he exacts are deep and copious

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