Veritably Poems - Poems about Veritably

... Play staged, they came, mostly strangers to the stage, as first time viewers, to watch the play - 'Stranger Things: The First Shadow'. Noisiest crowd I ever heard, au naturale, to boot. Th......

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...Incessant flagellation no longer torments nor assails psyche of mine... until courtesy amazing grace interceded in the doggone guise of Canis lupus familiaris unwittingly timely deliverance v......

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...Lemme regale you with splendid and fabulous exuberance Despite being an amateur paperback writer wannabe, whose storied protagonist stars colporteur wannabe (thinly veiled cover as yours truly......

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...A thought arose... In Hegel's great dialectic cotillion, Time transcends as the Absolute emerges, From deep submersion. Veritably idealistic path to verity. It is all about History! While S......

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...From his mother’s womb One February afternoon and straight to the Situation Room Hunter Biden, we presume. His father, with his thoughtless clauses and pauses, Captured the most prestigious of o......

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... "There was a Great Silence" There was a great silence in that place, a kind of peace, you sensed them, the unseen removed, all around you, yet, all the cacophony in t......

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...Audience is abuzz. Boldly, Conductor emerges – black tux. Draw Ethereal patterns with baton– marv. Flutes, trumpets, cellos, drums dance for me, for you. Gentle, light… Heavy and dark…the musi......

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...An ancient mariner in the ocean of languid life, I am sailing seemingly for agonized ages in the limitless luminosity of sublime sunshine, on the cruising course where the trying tempest......

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... "The Emperor’s New Clothes" We write about beliefs our prayer flags flying like chrysallis books on a branch of those higher deities we trust, submerged, we are always......

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...“The inner beacon flashes in the tempestuous ocean as the escort in the divine course to the final destination” – By Poet An ancient mariner in the ocean called life, I am sailing s......

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...(KELOGBs) Stop now, the challenge tag. Your works are mere living snag Bearing the giant cover flag. Tracking down chances' wills Exporting thy Awesome quills Into many languages mills......

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...In the morning I heard howling in the air, The most rooted oak bows in awe and swear, In the prior gleam of sunset, were greeted with pride, In perilous fights, our flags and stars nev......

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...All In The Name Of "Progress" The wrecking ball long since demolished boyhood house zen located at 324 Level Road, a once nonagricultural, pastoral, rural residence, which soulful yen I call......

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...An unsupplied Nigerian family, Often cited in advisory homily And likened to the ones in Galilee, Though unable to mark its Golden Jubilee, To God began a supplication, Veritably a formal letter......

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...If you’re reading this, don't tell anyone: I guess you’d figure that by now I found it. There’s something so innocent, yet menacing about the way you move. They say there’s no saints without sin......

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