Short Purveyors Poems

Searching for inspiration
I am numb by numbers
I've got a low wattage bulb
Where to begin
Letters don't come easy
shuffling selves circle liner
weighed down by desperation
yet old purveyors keep their vista...

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Right out side the coffee shop,
   Below St. Peter's hands
      The purveyors of indulgences
   Have set up little stands

And should some half-waked baker
   Come and stir about the pot
       The double-arched McDiocese
   Would (likely) thank me not....

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Zeitgeist
Moon rock
Media magnets
Overlords
Underlords
Kings
Queens
Yee of means
Purveyors of wealth
Bankers
Oligarchy
Politicians
Celebrities
Hipsters
Fashionista
Dictator
Police
Army
Giant's of industry

Order
Order
Documentary
Meaning

Dancing in a clown mask...

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Science's 
And our World's 
Great Minds
Thinker's 
Mathematics 
The purveyors 
Searchers 
Answer providers 
Live a different consciousness 
To us mere mortals
I wonder if the more the brain can comprehend 
Fulfills or depresses them 
Like trivial pursuits 
Drown the bleating Sheep...

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Told beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I realize I’m getting uglier as I grow older,
My fair skin is now blotched and fine-lined
And any beauty increasingly hard to find.
Mirrors, constant purveyors of bad news,
Only bring solace when I realize, for sure, 
People who look at me see different views! 

Written July 16, 2022...

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It was in the innocent spring of life, of which, never they shared
While in the summer of youth, each gazed across or simply stared
Now these autumn winds bring whispers of twice cried tears
Of two tales told, each with the worst of harbored fear
Maybe forever their winter's discontent
Yet
Purveyors of souls, take seasons of which, always had meant...

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Without great words of wisdom, a nation will survive.
Without purveyors of idiom, a dynasty will thrive.
But let the sewers overflow when waters run amiss,
And you will find a people on the brink of the abyss.

Kingdoms rise to glory through the works of humble men
Whose masterpiece is laid with pipe, not scratches from a pen.
So if the water from the tap should flow with earthy umber,
Best dry the mess with manuscript and then go call a plumber....

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COPLA 101 RESOLUTION : This Bad Guy World

Born helpless in a void without rights
Each a  naked being in tow :
A wordless spell

Purveyors of beliefs through myths by rites
Know this well enough while kneading dough :
Ephemeral

The howling spirit wanders like wind
Would wrap its angst round any pillar :
Turns not to soul

No quest can shut out the singeing din
Than the feeling of being forever :
Is that a goal

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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