Short Throw Off Poems

its white
comes down light
stick quick  and sit
they play this way
throw off the wall
slide and fall
ITS A SHOW
SNOW KIDS AND SNOW BALLS...

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The beach is her sanctuary
her solitude of freedom
a place she can
throw off her flip flops
and strip her feet naked
spreading her footprints everywhere
without fear of judgement...

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Oh throw off now the virus swarms
This too shall pass like a wild storm
Different ways of lifestyle forms
In oneness humans will conform



written 4/3/20
Rithimus Divisa 3
Gregory R Barden
From poem "Nascent Norms"...

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Oh throw off now the virus swarms
This too shall pass like a wild storm
Different ways of lifestyle forms
In oneness humans will conform
Look for emerging novel norms
Hopefully help experts perform
Kindness touches all that adorns...

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We look ahead, forward we see
Blank, nothing, loneliness
Heartache and pain
Yet, on we must go, forward-free
Continue ahead with no plan to follow
Strive on through to the rays of tomorrow
Throw off the past, a bad disease
Everything new
Look away from the color blue...

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I’ve felt the stir of resolution
to throw off careless greed.

I’ve heard the soothing voice of reason,
long thought to be extinct.

So pound your plowshares into words,
turn your anger into votes.

Let’s march together towards sanity,
reclaiming fragile future’s hope....

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Lynne knew she wanted to burst out of her life
Onto a new stage
She wanted to sing and dance
Frolic and swivel
Learn and love
Laugh and twirl 
She wanted to throw off all responsibilities
To leave school
To start her own adventure
Where to begin
And what direction?
She bristled with excitement...

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Its a fanfare day
feed into my dream
if you want to
all this love and nomenclature
is just a trying zone

I sit with our lives
preen shelter
our days will be blowing
pear nosed

we are unwinding
we are all traveling parallel lines
into the twilight zone
I lightly  throw off my juxtaposition
...

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A tire swing
A water hole
A hound named Blue

A summer day
Throw off the shirt
Kick off each shoe

I am eight
The perfect age
To rig up my own tire swing

But Uncle Pete 
Came down to help
And here I be

A grateful boy
Swinging away in the sun
Nothing ever again has been this kind of fun!...

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Remember the 1967 hit "Ode to Billy Joe"?
Number one on the music charts is where it would go.
It was recorded by country-western singer Bobbie Gentry.
This singer-songwriter reached world-wide popularity.
Something she mentions in the song remains a mystery.
Bobbie, when you and Billy Joe were up on Choctaw Ridge,
what exactly did you throw off the Tallahatchie Bridge?
...

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As I walk along
Silent as can be
I see my shadow 
Chasing after me

Another person it seems to be
I feel a chill race upon me
What if my shadow wants to hurt me?

My shadow and I 
So alike and real
Are one in the same
But still I feel

That part of me represents my shame
And I am unable 
To throw off the chains

That bind me to my shadow 
And it to me
I guess never will we, be free...

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Will liberty ring out again
beneath the cries of human rights
can freedom's name survive,
dissembling and lies
Will duty from its prison flee
throw off its shackled memory
is respect just a word
spoken,but never heard
How long,how long 'til I becomes thee ?
when when will ego bend the knee
the victim is not me
my friend my friend  it's we.

Who rings this bell of liberty
truly woke sounds  our culture's death knell....

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Will liberty ring out again,
beneath the cries of human rights
can freedom's name survive,
dissembling and lies;
Will duty from its prison flee
throw off its shackled memory,
is respect just a word,
spoken,but never heard:
How long,how long 'til I becomes thee ?
when ,when, will ego bend the knee,
the victim is not me
my friend,my friend,it's we.

Who rings this bell of liberty
truly sounds,our culture's death knell....

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In the misty shadows of winter
on the edge of darkness 
snow gathered silently
a hush settled over the land
warmer temperatures produced fog
eerily it slowly crept forward
wrapping and winding itself
creating a warm blanket
making all invisible to sight
thick with moisture it grabbed
it's fingers wound around
pulling covers over the land
like a snug weighted blanket
it refused to throw off the covers
making sure all was down for the night....

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Will liberty ring out again
beneath the cries of human rights
can freedom's name survive,
dissembling and lies
Will duty from its prison flee
throw off its shackled memory
is respect just a word
spoken,but never heard
How long,how long 'til I becomes thee ?
when when will ego bend the knee
the victim is not me
my friend my friend  it's we.

Who rings this bell of liberty
truly woke sounds  our culture's death knell.




| Year Posted 2010...

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