Wanton Poems - Poems about Wanton

A Vacant Mind Does not a vacant mind breed wanton thoughts ...

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When wistful, wanton whispers are overheard, they cause emotional feelings to fail. The hearer becomes withdrawn, and the depression casts a grim, gloomy shroud of melancholy, over the frail, impaled self esteem....

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Clouds loom drifting, passing by, The west wind gently tempts them on Though no one knows what cause them cry And no one hears their pleading voice As all their acid tears well dry. Snowy white, in rank and file, The south wind warmly glides them far; Smiling wryly all the while Natant high above the earth Ambling on, mile after mile. Alluring to the...

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May the breath of God's progression saturate your soul? His Holy kiss creates us His arms and hands embrace us Rest in Him be ever still in His will 4/30/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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"The Wanton Rapture Blazing" I hear you in the ribbons that sing tied to poles of gallantry where charged with acts of misadventure love carried me to your walls, I wrote on them then, as I do now to trace each mark, each a scar on the other's groove penned, a key for the turning buried deep in a forgotten heart...

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66 Million years ago Fireball from the sky hits Echoing life-planet, Snuffing almost all in darkness Mouse like burrowing under the inferno. 1750 People harvested like wheat Strong men, children and women Especially women Packed into sea vessels To Build America 1854 Holding stinking potatoes they watch as Ships bulging with grain leave port. Children’s hunger Leached their lives, Imperialism flourishes 1953 We lived in fear. Sky could light...

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Operating on egos, heavy trust excavator Temptress trampled tendons, smooth massuese Promised loyalty, gushing hasty behaviour Brought men false hope of frail soul's spruce In her rancid blood, infused through bone Methods to tease displayed glitter gleam genuine Blinded sociable victims, feelings on loan Passed true hearts to her raw to be grilled in pain Phillippa's diction wrapped wholly in self progess Dripping...

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The suddenness of desertion, the emptiness of time Abandoning each moment, as clocks strike their chime And wherego the hours, once used and cast off Are there auctions and markets for each second that’s lost And who’s to recount the old wishes unprayed With days ever changing, and voices relayed The end a beginning, the beginning an end To drift in its circle —time never respent (Dreamsleep: September, 2020)...

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Waiting by my van last ride home I do it for love...

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"Dead leaves scatter aloft the breezes!" "Love is pure and wanton and free!" "Time shared is never wasted!" "Time is "Open" fleeting!" "Death follows us all!" "God sings cries out!" "Share this hope!" "Horde not!" "Love!" . "Love!" "Horde not!" "Share this hope!" "God sings cries out!" "Death follows us all!" "Time is "Open" fleeting!" "Time shared...

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Martial law inapropos to stave, staunch, and stem police brutality, nevertheless commander in chief will violently barrel ahead particularly when blatant iniquities flagrantly heaped upon innocent dark skinned human bodies, who far to often get accosted, beaten, choked without justice, but judged guilty merely existing. Protestations within metropolitan urban areas all across the United States sparking riots else within world began in Minneapolis on May 26, 2020 following the...

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I (despite Caucasian visage) plus concomitant anatomical accouterments immediately grant badge of honor and status of greater worthiness, when doggone truth does not merit me automatic immunity against racial profiling nsync, where upon birth said black people unfairly falsely labeled hooligan disproportionately assumed accountable regarding crimes and misdemeanors essentially faulting gregarious person unknowingly caught in crosshairs where twenty first century bounty hunter experiences little or no compassion towards dignified people, whereat...

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Everyone’s life is tragic, but who calls out the score The Jester or the Hangman, the Undertaker sure Everyone’s nights are haunted, when sleeping with the Muse Each dream a wanton barter —your memories to lose (Haverford Pennsylvania: May, 2020)...

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Between your truth and mine Your needs and theirs Embedded within wanton desires Coated with your fears and mine We forget compassion Lo, we lose love We get sucked into the chaos The chaos, the helplessness Between your truth and mine I find a gulf of loneliness A valley of lies that run deep!...

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wanton moments secure the thrill of riding waves of multiple convergence points reality just ain’t what it used to be...when there was light and then there was not... attitude breathes her fiery breath of creation planets birth, first blush of remembrance existence happens to each, forfeiting strong words and emotions embedded in subtleties framing everything occurs when stoppage is engaged as moments coalesce past...

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