Short Proficiency Poems

Hardly any creature is
Of equal proficiency
To decipher a melody
Void of meaning

Though the reason for such foolery
Defines the existence of apathetic beings
Therefore upon there foreheads
Carved were no meanings...

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Mr Wiener brags proficiency 
As he twitters his constituency.  
But badly, the hackage 
of a bulky package 
in his pants shows a deficiency.  



*The Online Slang Dictionary says ‘schnitzel’ is, “Any unacceptable or unwanted
substance.”  Example: “I’ve got schnitzel all over my shoe.”...

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HOLY---



Holy cleanse vessels without spot nor wrinkle.

Orderly fixed in spiritual and of physical realms.

Laundered flawless immaculate intangibles pure.

Yearning of dexterous proficiency untarnished unsoiled.




1/28/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©...

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I feel like I have lost 

My 3 P's

That enabled me to write

Prolificacy

Propensity

Proficiency

I keep going to the ink well

But it like my thoughts have run dry

Maybe I should try writing in my
tear droplets I cry and weep

But they I fear are and may well be
just as invisible as

I my heart and soul currently appear to be...

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Impossible to not remember
Preserve thoughts in precious amber
Promise that you feel it too
Do you feel it when I think of you?
A matter of proficiency
Tidal collision where oceans meet
Can't define real from spoof
Ignites already flaming truths
Mistook the flame you burnt for me
As a bonfire for my dignity
Erodes and weathers, faded grandeur
Just how much can a heart endure?...

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It's nothing
Except it's something,
a longing for a knowledge
that does not leave me aching.
There is something inside of me
It's nothing I know,
But I want to know
why nothing just won't let me go.
Something's got ahold of me
I long for knowledge and growth
But this nothing inside of me 
is disrupting my proficiency 
It's something that's blocking my judgement
and ruining the chances
It's nothing I know
Except something...

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Guiled movement. A warrior's ballet.
Wiled traps confusing choice play.
Battle simulator, test of war.
Chattel, pieces. Sixteen, no more.
Tool used for general and king.
Fool recused, no victory to bring.
Equate life, game played terminally.
Satiate strife, rife with strategy.
Take care when proficiency is met.
Wake caution. Avoid cunning net.
Truly dangerous. Prediction a guess.
Duly acts, a man who plays chess.

-Angel Fatale-...

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We have lived 
In the best of times
Where music was clean
And poetry rhymes.

Where a girl could walk
The streets all alone
Without the safety
Of a 911 phone.

Where decency led
And civility was the rule
No one suffered
The acts of the fool.

When it was okay
To let out a howl
At the precision proficiency
Of Frank Sinatra and Eleanor Powell.

Sad that such things
Now bring on a yawn.
Such times of enjoyment
So innocent and gone.

by E. Marshall Evans...

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Something was brought to my attention recently.
We have at least three “Debs” submitting poetry.
Each one writes with utmost proficiency.
All of them have works that are admiration worthy.
Search for their poems.  They are a must to see.
They know what they talk about with their commentary.
All the Debs are the personification of friendly.
Each one has good things to say to you and me.
To all of you who have seen my last entry,
“Our Deb” applies to all our Debs equally....

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