Short Sophistry Poems

within body urn
holding soul’s light firm
sans thought sophistry
is our artistry

09-January-2022...

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His sophistry made sense to the hillbillies who were listening
They ran out and told it as if it was gospel
Because to them, it was
They had no idea he was a conman.
They thought he was an honest man,
but alas, they were tricked by his tomfoolery....

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History 101
By: Tom
1/25/2021

We cannot reach into our past, and alter any acts,
Many, demanding this change, are attempting sophistry.
They make it more palatable, by distorting the facts,
but It is what it is, and good or bad, it’s History. 
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I will dust your body dripping with fruitful pollen 
from golden buttered sunflowers tall and towering 
painting the sky filled with choirs of yellow canaries 
so I may fill your shoes with happiness



From:  Vows Beneath the Moon
April 26, 2021


September 26, 2021
Liberum Divisa 7 Poetry Contest...

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The isle beguiles as it floats, near-distant
on smooth sea miles, that invite a look-see
Rising serene, it draws the innocent ~	

The glassy calm’s ultimate sophistry
underlying treacherous depths that grasp
Gushing light, colors, and dark mystery ~

another farer sighs an abyssal gasp


8/21/21 –...

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Fantasy,
  a past remembered

Travesty,
  regret in embers

Sophistry,
  no reason proffered

Majesty,
  the treasure offered

Artistry,
  the future tendered

Modesty,
  true self is rendered

Memory,
  where life is gathered

Presently,
 —the time that matters

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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The rich gets richer
As the poor seem poorer
Most people seem to imagine
Reinventing ones self
As an empty envelope
Nautical dreams filled with empty water
Bottles covered in air
Ingredients tangent
Open sophistry
Pigs growing unusually
Dogs catching people
People chasing dogs
While dissociated cats eat frogs
Reinventing ones self
Open sophistry
True Life 


11/2/18

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018...

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What secrets does the winter know,
Would it tell me if it could?
Fairy tales of frost and snow--
Of icicles and leafless wood.
And would I dare believe a word,
Having such a story heard?
Or would I skeptically ignore
Such grand unlikely things?
Or would I earnestly implore
Of it whatever winter brings?
What secrets does the winter know?
I believe I'll trust to see--
Then tell the tales soft and low,
Of winter's sophistry!...

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Choices
By: Miracle Man
6/20/2020

In a toxic environment we’re being forced to live,
and in the name of social justice we rewrite history.
We dwell on past wrongs while refusing to forgive,
and many is the time we’ve resorted to sophistry.

We no longer extend the hand of kindness to others,
and we busy ourselves daily, inspecting others fruit.
Because each person has his or her own druthers,
each sunrise always brings something else to dispute.
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