January Social Poems

No pretty coloured feathers 
I always dress in black
To some I’m a bad omen
so sad folk often think that
I have the largest bird brain
I mate...

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The progressive left-wing social media outlets are blocking conservative websites but without taking them completely off of the web. Concerned persons are still able to...

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Digital dose of pixels, my world of intrigue 
where a front camera flashes my pretty face
Shares a picture-perfect life of travel, friends, love
like supermodels patronize,...

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I was what I was
But now I am what I am
Data shadows lie

Poetry Soup Featured Poem: January 17, 2021...

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Though discriminatory asper discerning
legitimate information TIME
Magazine considered
a reliable trustworthy,
and valuable source to this rhyme
stir, who perused cover story, sans

January 28th, 2019 issue as prime
material to...

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I am in competition
with no one
with the exception of
myself.

Sometimes I think
life would be easier
if I were
dumb.

Maybe
if I were ugly
people would be
nice.

I
wish people
could see my
heart.

Perhaps
they might
actually...

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highlight of the day
coffee break
gabbing with friends



Submitted January, 2018...

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Royal blood

“Do you have royal blood”?
Question screams,
Is your ancestry good enough,
For surely we are all Kings and Queens,
If we go back far enough, or so...

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WHEN STATURE IS A FORM OF GRACE

Red hair,
skin sweet apple, 
Her face  like a geisha
quiet yet armed with falcon eyes
You'll see.

His nose:
sharp  like...

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To Be Seen of Others
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015

If we’re only doing things
For a pat on the back,
Then likely, that becomes, 
Our earthly reward;

While being...

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Red, purple, blue, yellow, black, white, green,
So many colors around can be seen.

They shout and laugh everyday,
While I'm alone in every way.

Not one here who...

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MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your...

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FOR A WHILE
(To my friends at PS)


My pen
Withdraws to the
Land of silence
Where
The voice of
Muse cannot be 
HEARD!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
     23 January...

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To teach some virtue on broadband
To spread God's word from a bandstand
To require more clothes during a suntan 
To eliminate lewd dances in lap-land
To take...

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sijo

Beautiful feet, he learned to walk by leaning on a friend.
More beautiful still, when that friend moved on to let him walk alone.
When he can...

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