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Sour Grapes
It is my observation that those who violently oppose the opinion Or belief of another their own self bias disclose I want to believe In a power Greater than my own To have a hope For an anchor to grope In seas starting to foam And how is it dermis Off your nose What others are Moved to say And why...

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Categories: sour grapes, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Sour Grapes
Sour grapes have been washed And set out to tease. Sitting in the middle of the room On a pedestal of glass. Sour grapes look down With an almost disdainful stare At the Lords and Ladies hurrying by Wondering if any would care. The scurrying,the trifling The signs of human persons. Gave it courage to ask. Care for some?" Let sour grapes sit. Adorned in the...

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Categories: sour grapes, change,
Form: Dramatic Verse



Premium Member The Czar With Tiny Sour Grapes
Once upon a shining star There came a man who would be czar Never been to the laundromat, He always was an autocrat. Born to wealth with silver forks and spoons, Commoners he felt were big buffoons. Married some, others merely subpoenaed Finally he wed a gorgeous sweet czarina He bought her houses, towers good and gold. She was beautiful, young as he...

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Categories: sour grapes, humorous,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Sour Grapes
My mother’s husband had a strong desire To earn his pilot wings in his own right Flying with his friend had stoked the fire His dear friend’s death stalled his return to flight As I looked on I wished for me it true To fly a plane had been my lifelong dream Imagine my joy when he asked me to Pursue the...

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Categories: sour grapes, dream, emotions, flying, poetry,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sour Grapes
Speak not to me of infatuation of giddiness in glorified array dark petals of the rose in weeping fall blood red to shriveled black in slow decay Speak not the words that “time will heal all wounds” Leave me for I shall fade as petals do never to know renewal of blooms blush condemned to a forever love of you Soft whispers of...

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Categories: sour grapes, betrayal, love, lust,
Form: Sonnet



Sour Grapes
What gratitude is of greater reprise, Appraisal sought within four wall confines. Yet tests congure my personal demise, Subpar intelligence is redefined. Determined only by pure blood descent, Whose family heritage dominates. But haste, why linger, such foul discontent, Saved from years of unethical debate. Bitter sweet rejection bore new mercies, Undrained from society's precedent. To pursue a life without fallicies, Devoid of tragic human sentiment. For...

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Categories: sour grapes, career, discrimination, dream, education,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sour Grapes
When I was young, I spent one summer day at Grandma’s. There, some grapes I spied looked fine. Yet even now I can’t recall the way they grew! I'd known that grapes grow on a vine, and yet on vines I don’t think these grapes grew. I’m picturing them on a bush instead! I’m pretty sure they seemed a hue of...

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Categories: sour grapes, childhood, grandmother,
Form: Sonnet
Sour Grapes
What must I do to impress you my love You are to me a lass so very fair To see you with another man sweet dove Now leaves me with a heart in deep despair I wonder what he has that makes him special Just what now in Him must you surely see Is it just that he's a handsome vessel Why...

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Categories: sour grapes, love hurts,
Form: Sonnet
Sour Grapes
Sour grapes Love the life you get better than making it sour grapes , Opportunity comes and go but dreams never fade away , So reenergize yourself and do what you needs , Not show what you loose , not give up , Just think once you get enough other's won't get easily , Dreams and hopes break it always...

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Categories: sour grapes, 4th grade, blessing, care,
Form: Sonnet
Sour Grapes
The course my life sometime appears to follow Permits not that the bark be called inept, Like to the devil’s hand which maketh hollow The banks wherein our precious coins are kept. For those to whom the poorest cards are dealt Have no control o’er what they do receive; Thus is their condition more keenly felt When up against...

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Categories: sour grapes, absence, literature, lost love,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sour Grapes
My Tribute To: A Loser Cometh hither and drink my sour grapes for it was you that spoiled the taste with haste You took your sweet wine from vagrant apes who can't tell cheap from good oh what a waste Each night you went to the bar and got drunk spend...

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Categories: sour grapes, loss,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sour Grapes
We sat upon the rocks, my love and I Atop Mount Cadillac, there by the sea And as a doubloon sun slid down the sky I asked her, with my ring, to marry me Now it was not to her, complete surprise For we had often talked of marriage, soon Yet 'tween the Tanzanite to match her eyes A limpid diamond now...

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Categories: sour grapes, analogy, anger, heartbreak, lost
Form: Sonnet
Sour Grapes
1.What is the problem that we are having? 2.As I am looking and using your mind... 3.The sea is no fun yet I must be kind! 4.To kill is dummy juice I am drinking. 5.Do not forget the problem we now sing... 6.Over the zero and under the grind. 7.Living for life and trying, so be kind. 8.I hate the truth of...

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Categories: sour grapes, eve, faith,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sour Grapes
A Tribute to My Brother’s Ex Your wedding was a story book event; my brother thought he was a lucky man. He’d sacrifice for you his every cent to give you all according to your plan. And you were destined for an easy life that women always dream of when they’re young, and yet you still went out creating strife, and slithered through...

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Categories: sour grapes, brother, divorce,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sour Grapes
Sour Grapes Their third trip now...again to Italy; first two by air that landed into Rome. They're on a cruise ship now near Sicily... it seems they're always out and never home. We were invited once to come along; thank goodness that for us it could not be. Between our work and cost,...

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Categories: sour grapes, jealousy,
Form: Sonnet

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