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Wilkes Poems - Poems about Wilkes

How one twenty first century married mortal male me - Matthew Scott Harris
...How one twenty first century married mortal male (me - Matthew Scott Harris)... found himself bewitched about Circe, particularly after reading book title by the same name. An enchantress and a ......

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Categories: wilkes, 12th grade, adventure, age,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Bad Face, Bad Hands
...Why am I filled with remorse? I have the long face of a horse, and if you want to know the truth, the hands of John Wilkes Booth.......

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Categories: wilkes, nonsense,
Form: Epigram



Premium Member Dark Dimension
...Could I simply call it hell? Wherein every evil dwell...! Does there ring a constant knell? Don't matters midst men go well...? Dormammu ruled Multiverse, By bitterness turns a curse; Strange......

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Categories: wilkes, fun, life,
Form: Rhyme
Loop
...10/22/22 They try to get the inside scoop By beginning to snoop But they're just full of poop Like the ground floor of a chicken coop Rarely intentions honest, too many out to dupe Pathetic......

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Categories: wilkes, dark, deep, life, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Changing the Past
...a strange sort of flow comes with thoughts of long ago spews a welcome glow nostalgia may just soothe when mixed with lies and half-truths Hitler and his ilk less troublesome than spilled mil......

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Categories: wilkes, confusion, history, perspective, political,
Form: Tanka



Nostrae Vicaria
...The music called the dancers to the floor The poet waltzing freely —with his eyes (Wilkes Barre Pennsylvania: March, 1980)......

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Categories: wilkes, dance,
Form: Free verse
A Son To His Father
...“A vision into your future “A mirror of your past” (Wilkes Barre Pennsylvania: March, 1980)......

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Categories: wilkes, father,
Form: Free verse
Caste a Spell
... O foolish Amerikan klan, who hath Klux bewitched thee with pale poof? Kluless to the celestial truth, Love immutable is infinity grand Children of the Aryan band, what doth the dark......

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Categories: wilkes, allegory, hate, imagery, truth,
Form: Couplet
Hollow Drums
...Disco burnout, fever rampant erosion Empty glances, mirrored hollow drums Bleeding, starving, passive alertness Madeup, putdown —treadmill run (Woodlands Hotel: Wilkes Barre- January,......

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Categories: wilkes, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Opinions Matter
...Opinions matter If you have an opinion Don’t keep it inside Don’t go with the fiction Or truth is denied Don’t reject any knowledge And say you know squat Just cos John Lennon Spoke out ......

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Categories: wilkes, confidence, courage, truth,
Form: Rhyme
The Assassination of Abraham Lincoln
...It was brief and short sad moment of time That still flashes and rings in the painful memory of the country Enjoying and his wife Mary Todd the play 'Our American Cousin' In the midst of the laugh......

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Categories: wilkes, america, anniversary,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dawn of New Day
...DAWN OF NEW DAY Sweet sixteen Scarlett so madly loved me, my mistake I refused to marry her. As my wife her life could write grand story in dismal strife-torn years of......

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Categories: wilkes, character, film, war,
Form: Sonnet
Mississippi Voices
...Dark echoes of the past reverberate In Mississippi voices filled with hate. This morning nooses hanging from a tree Remind us all of lynching history. Some people claim great progress has b......

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Categories: wilkes, america, black african american,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member The Annals of History
...Review the annals of history Murder upon murder you'll see Start with Adam and Eve's son, Cain Who murdered his brother Abel in vain Then there's Moses, the saintly lawgiver Who mur......

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Categories: wilkes, history, murder, remember,
Form: Couplet
A Place of Today's Past
...The silence of morn makes this place forlorn in the fields, the hillsides, and trenches. Over two hundred years since the bloodshed and fear, yet you can hear the yells, smell the stenches. The c......

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Categories: wilkes, america, history, perspective, places,
Form: Rhyme

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