Short Treasons Poems

All through spring,
the catalysts of eddies,
encircle the rivulets
bubbling over,
like wherewithal's brandishing
this errant song.
Now the lesson is over,
dark ditches all reignite
treasons answer,
twice mightier than the sword,
he carries his words in the rain
following like the lamb
the serpents gain....

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Our lifetime is a living fabric that we all adorn 
Experiences and interactions vary with all seasons
The threads filled with promises we've all sworn
Outfitted with various triumphs and treasons
Full of knowledge, it becomes tattered and torn
Yet filled with strength for unimaginable reasons
In the end, it will be there when all that's left is to mourn...

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Tongue briefly held in check
my body broken of respect
from sacrificing wronged neglect
I, plaintiff of among, direct ~
my feet to pathways, God's suggest!

Then by commanding, take the trek
and plant my courage, no regret,
harms way the venture, my adept
forgets past treasons, files concept
and newness' reason, captives net ~

Faith's challenge frees . . . on wisdom's neck!...

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The wolves awake; beware the great deception.
The vampires' conjugate conception.
Witches gather with their brew,
Tyrants in their coup.
Surrender-
Due!
Pretender…
Cunning treasons thru,
Edict illusions will spew.
Ignominious of inception,
The wolves awake; beware the great deception.




July.12.2020
Andaree 
Sponsored by~Joseph May

Placed 1'st...Thank You...

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These scars run deep.
Underneath beseeching. 

Motivated by lies.
Veiled inside eyes.

Holding gazes in so long.
Wrapped up in the songs.

Cycling lover's seasons.
Living singing treasons.

Given a million reasons.
Fighting betrayed meaning.

Breathing down goodbyes.
Trying and finalized.

Breaking apart openings.
Silenced beyond coping.

Ruining times of life.
In  memory stealing strife....

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Fall time and it’s freezing
Poles are cold
Walls are green
See the others sneezing

Time just seems to slip away
As the ruby trees wither
Rosemary streets slither
While the talons touch the season

Turning tides rise and fall
Timbers telling treasons
Cults eviscerate taverns
Tumbling rocks they stall

Emigrating egrids eagerly expostulate
Against snails in grass
Whilst gold changes brass
Monasteries monitor maneured man...

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I often am reminded
we are far more alike than different,
we all enter and exit through co-arising windows
of opportunity and risk.

Yet, I wonder,
as I converse with bicamerally sideways trees
and bushes,
each breathing in productive fuel
and breathing out consumer satisfaction,
or not so much,
each regenerating matching decomposing season,
how far more alike our reasons
than different
are RNA's DNA younger branches
of Time's polypathic treasons?...

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You can't shake this, bend or break this.
Write these endings, life's contention.
Breaks my spirit and make's me fear it.
Spinning dials, my lifes on trial.

Finding confidence, feeding  ignorance.
Find the reason. for your treasons
life it seems to be ,tragic apathy.
Its my own believing, is this my own demon?

Fearing things around , like I'm trapped and bound .
Give myself the slip, broken by razor whips.
Open my eyes, hiding inner lies.
Awaken my soul, buried in a hole....

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