Short Harboured Poems

Smoke harboured in my eyes 
Testing my diffused sanity 
Gritty and alluring in its guile 
Only highlighted stark reality 
Overboard, in an unruly file 
I became more tuned to my destiny...

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this love smiles on me
again...

my dignity without
impertinence...

...we leave deceitful men...
...Tortured confession...

the forgiveness I find
only in her love...

...this courage this fondness

...this once harboured
resentment...

she bathes me in her love...

my message received on the
wings of a dove...

this trust...this succession...
this friendship...this triumph...

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A man he would a-measuring go
With compass, scales and string.
The ambition he harboured
To measure the height,
To measure the width,
To measure the length,
To measure the weight,
To measure the strength
Of every, no every conceivable thing.

And so it was that he spent his life
Measuring all from his toes to his wife.
What, you would meet him? Oh, that cannot be,
One day he tried to measure the sea....

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Who dares defy the laws of nature
Why do we stray from the straight path
What cruelty are we not capable of
Where can recklessness be rectified
When will hatred not be harboured
How do we find spiritual fulfilment

Who will Cure our moral cancer
Why does Hate hang heavy in our hearts
What is Recklessness but ruin 
Where has Insolence brought us to?
When can Sin be exorcised
How is Temper tamed


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This revealed apocalypse
Bringing extirpation of cherished tenets
And arguments that freezes nerves of the
Hesitant warriors
Warriors already disciplined by multiple losses,
Losses that could perhaps continue in this renewed phase
Phase whose pace of motion tortures my emotions
With this pace, tomorrow might be my death –day
While yesterday was my birthday
And honestly, 
 
What is the difference?
If the difference is not the same....

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There was a hen from Delaware
Who purchased blue feathers to wear
She harboured a mania
To see Pennsylvania…
One state to another compare.

She heard there were Phillies at play
And diners where food was buffet
She found no utopia
Fell victim to phobia 
Whenever she drank Chardonnay.


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Delaware is nicknamed "Blue Hen State"

Contest: State Limerick 
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
© 24th July 2019...

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This revealed 
apocalypse
Bringing extirpation 
of cherished tenets
And arguments 
that freezes 
nerves of the
Hesitant warriors
Warriors already 
disciplined by 
multiple losses,
Losses that could 
perhaps continue in 
this renewed phase
Phase whose pace 
of motion tortures 
my emotions
With this pace, 
tomorrow might be 
my death –day
While yesterday 
was my birthday
And honestly, 
 
What is the 
difference?
If the difference is 
not the same....

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Harboured in my thoughts,
fluorescent in doubt,
a tortured soul proprietor,
a conservative labour.

Your echo is mý sentiment.
You speak of resonance and depth,
yet your speech is dampening, and shallow.
Our memorles filter the doubt,
and you can no longer push,
so I pull.
I win by default,
a non compliance of your request.
Then you breath out, so I can breath in,
and you are here,
autistic,
a christmas day in June,

exhaled,
I fear you in angels breath....

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I do not 
Wish to
Call you
As a name.
Nor house
The responsibilty,
Harboured by words
That are frigid, 
And fit soley,
Into a frame.
Neither do I desire,
To see you,
As an object,
Reduced by
The limitations
And capacity
Of thoughts,
To be owned,
Posessed,
And aquired.
These types
Of riches, 
Can certainly,
Hold nothing,
Of real value.
But to know you,
Only, as you are.
A movement,
A force,
An action,
Living,
In this moment,
That which,
Became....

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