Short Proxy Poems

Be true to yourself
No proxy for honesty
Free creed for itself....

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Herbs add price to food
Love add energy to soul
No proxy for good....

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First sign of defeat
No proxy for persistence
Need chance for repeat....

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Prescott Bush proved his moxie
as war-profiteer proxy
with brother Harriman
since shame can't bury them
when suggestions turn Nazi....

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Will you write poems by proxy,
To someone like me who is foxy;
So must inquire;
We know a liar;
Was Trump who is hot to trotsy.

Jim Horn...

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Forgiven by Proxy

Forgiven, Heavenly Father’s Son, by proxy bore our death.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 16, 2010

Poetic form: Monoku...

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Dear Lord, I feel roxy!
I am on the move!
No need for a proxy,
Let me enjoy the groove.

Hey you! Looking swanky! 
It turns out you could do
Good deal hanky-panky.
Come closer - I won't sue....

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I once knew a gal from Biloxi
Who was known for being quite foxy
Often she was giving,
But made a good living
And sometimes she worked as a proxy.

written June 27, 2021...

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uncle sammy loaned 
himself some money 
to give to auntie nati's 
newest honey 
so uncle jerry  
would do the very same 
with mister rus to blame
for blowing pipes
but no one gripes
for honey a proxy
makes us all seem foxy...

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Buddah proxy truths
   malcontent self-service
  mind blind consciousness
 contemplative silent slopes
     meditative immersion







(sati-mindfulness, self-collected essays
powers of retention. Used alone
covers alertness.)...

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the straight jacket
of convention
bring
random
    consolations,
so 
apposite:
the drawback
of the trivial,
underlined
by the inauthentic,
unruffled
by the marginal,
proxy-proof
in the schemes 
of man...
distilled by the
sieve
of the commonplace...

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Do you believe in constitution?
Do you believe in law?
Do you believe in court system?
What are your rules?
What do you want?
You want to squeeze me out
You want to break me down
You want to finish me off
You want to make me ill
Mr Proxy war Raja just chill....

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One in a million
One in a billion
One in a trillion
Thank You Edward Snowden
Your Name is Enough.
Note. The one who stood against agencies.
Lesson. Those who fly solo have the strongest wings.
Q.Do we want to live in a society where we live totally naked in front of government and they are totally opaque to us?...

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Soli, Soli, then be Tacet!
Soli, Soli, then be Tacet!
Ossai,Ossai, Rubato,Tenuto
Ossai, Soli.
Adagio? Adagio: no, no, no !
Vivase! Vivase, Vivase!
Da Capo!
De Capo!
Divisi, Cresendo,Cresendo!
Aria, Arai, Mastros baton wishes
me to sing., legato, legato
ah- buto concerto!





they prayed for six spheres!...

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Wanted to visit old lanes 
for a mocking bird.
A luminous proxy wanted to play a game.

Treachery flees from 
the trees and settles 
on the white wings of flying swans.

No logarithm will stop 
to watch the invisible
numbers going for infinity.

Tomorrow I go back to my 
school, to wear my fallen mask.
The world was very obtuse to watch a setting sun.


Satish Verma...

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Fastest Person On Earth

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When I wanted to have a great gift
I asked Usain Bolt to give me a lift
Fasted person in world he has been
Might not get another chance again.

Jim Horn...

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Like a meteorite streaking 
through the sky, iron
and nickel, for a proxy collision
with hidden destiny.

It was the post trauma
syndrome, after the great
divide of breast, lifting
the nipples.

The lofty peak crumbles.
There will be the scare
around, to grow the poppies
on the mounds again.

Are you ready now
for emasculation ? The
legacy will, on its own, pass
onto alternative sins....

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The path disappears
under the foot.
Gently I lay down the  book
and start reading the blank page.

Stainless thoughts.I strip to root.
A stunning revelation
about a tinned dialogue.

Blue hydrangeas
were telling something.
It was time to become insane
on the street.

The lust,
the sex
creeps into the sect. Religion was a proxy
to kill, to achieve a stop.
                        
going nowhere.


Satish Verma...

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Psychogenic stagnant waters; proxy..
Gravitational pulls within, lucids vortex 
Power play ? Spindrifts seminal phantoms
Hovering about hallucinations now, sailing away
Atop their mystic sea a fogs blanket to cover these
Misty dreams tinseled his truth as whirlwind horizons ?
Climbing this mast and stiletto in hand an etching, your vision...
Icon's fanning flames adrift amid, blasphemic pyres, of pseudo gods....

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Sullen and defensive
(what's it to you?)
quietly disappearing

what difference does it make?
[tiny] and inferior
beaten into believing the propaganda
from [un]reliable sources

Her heart knew [stuck in survival mode]
nothing but self loathing and
self preservation.  To her (unknowing) credit.
Strength.

Regarded as a “loose canon”
by proxy and
so it went.

Scarred.
A miracle.
In God’s eyes....

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A siege had an agenda 
for a suicide match.
Treat him with dignity.

A proxy face of a serial 
adultery. The collateral damage
will not be undone.

The aggressor denies the scrutiny.
You will find some upheaved
boats in his hideout.

There cannot be any deniability 
for a long legged journey
towards the hot coals.

The battle for the lost glory
has begun between two moons.
one in sky, other in uprising.



Satish Verma...

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Walking through portraitures discordant 
Nightmare acutations better part of singulars 
Far too long ? Enunciating endogenous skeletons
Less proxy amid the harrowing graveyard of their bones ?
Decaying biosphere chambers these tales in secrets 
They have never told ? Slumber gathering beyound his iron 
Gates atop the sepulchers betwixt gray stones ? Virtual..
Tombs marking time that screams and all her blood is not my own....

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Close Authority is shared between the Doctor and the Nurse
you’re a blessing, why then so scared of any curse?
The king is the only authority at par as the queen
so that her powers in full are his majestic screen.
An old hut cannot intimidate a fancy shelter
so also a powered motor not below a wooden mortar.
The devil knows your might but still proves foxy
but stand and show your strength as God’s own proxy.
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Difficult it becomes, the secret of
the judgement and metamorphosis of
the painted cotton into a stained truth.

To save the present tense. A dangerous
crowd of vowels to express the incomplete
moment of watery teeth,

so hung, while misspeaking painfully
in dyslexic manneo. I would not
understand the hour-glass proxy.

An undersized leash to walk
with a giant: the magnitude of tragedy
overwhelms the path !


SATISH VERMA...

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Difficult it becomes, the secret of
the judgement and metamorphosis of
the painted cotton into a stained truth.

To save the present tense. A dangerous
crowd of vowels to express the incomplete
moment of watery teeth,

so hung, while misspeaking painfully
in dyslexic manneo. I would not
understand the hour-glass proxy.

An undersized leash to walk
with a giant: the magnitude of tragedy
overwhelms the path !


SATISH VERMA...

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