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Best Poems Written by Ryan Hellerud

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Seven Ravens

Warm summer afternoon
Seven Ravens 
from Sycamore tree
descend
one by one
landing on velvet green - 
As Butterfly
flitters away - 
Free

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A True Patriot

Long ago in days of Glory
there was a Man who lived a Story
Our nation strong he did make
a True Patriot- not like the Fake 
Father of our Nation was good old George 
Man of Character  he waged a good War 
From Country's Foes he secured the Land 
our Freedom won from Tyrants Hand 
the Contrast is Stark - his deeds well known 
He sold our Country for his Crown.

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Shadow of the Hummingbird

As I sit, staring at the Hotel wall
the shadow of a bird, floating, flying
'gainst the shadow of a Honeysuckle Bush
furiously flapping,  shadow Wings
feasting 'pon life's blood - nectar
shadow World in which we dwell
Reflection or reality
Ofttimes I wish mere reflection it were
for then life would matter little
troubles - a mere shadow would then become
Shadow of delightful Hummingbird
'gainst shadow of Hotel wall
and Honeysuckle Bush
Illusion

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Steel Horse Mine

On steel Horse mine I did betake
to ride aloft on Eagle's wake
The wind forsooth I sought to ride
but hard was surface, on my pride
the wise with prudence, they have won
My life forsooth was nearly done
Like leaf which withers through nature's ire
some of us must go through fire
gained many nicks I did it's  true
far better though than Coffin new

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Crawford Clown

The Cretan Clown from Crawford came - chosen for greatness, age-old name. 
Skull and bones adorned his frame, chosen for greatness, age-old name.
Borders did they eliminate - thus they sealed our Country's Fate. 
It all began long ago - Unsuspected, they that know. 
In they flowed from Southern points - Western, Eastern, Northern too. 
Like Thieves in the night they came in fear -
large Sieves in our Borders - too late - they're here.

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Zidane's Antics

Ferociously fought Footballer's in Fray 
French storm did Italians fend off fairly
Materazzi muttered malicious mouthful
Zinedan Zidane zealous - headbutt was calous
Chest of foe concave became
Fell to pitch - victim o' Zidane
Red card issued - final curtain
Frenchies lose - Zidane for certain

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Greeds Cost

There are those that seek their own
self-seeking folk - wild oats they've sown
In air afloat they drift aloft
above the masses on breezes tossed
when land they do - great shock received
they find cost heavy o' pride and greed

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Authority Lost

To those who hold authority
God-given,  true
Far better they in modesty
not to o'erwhelm the few
Strive to conquor besetting pride
O'ercome that which on them does abide
Should you enter in their power
You'll find the taste exceeding sour
For true it is that in their stay
No profit gained within their sway
They know not that 'fore too long
They shall reap the Whirlwind strong
For Karma has a funny way
of revisiting those who oft-times stray
So keep in mind these words quite true
Treat others as you would have them you.

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Mightier Is the Pen

There are those whose thoughts're  profound
but fail to pen 'em,  to write 'em down
Word’s  a'spoken disspipate
but those a'written can change e'en Fate
'tis battles with wit  we ought to fight
Minds a’busy, Pens  in sight
A skirmish he’d rather - fool engage
than use his trusty, God-given brain
brawns  o'er  brains is not the way
fools will anon abhor that day
True it is, what's been said, 
that Mightier not, is Sword, than Pen. 
To leave a legacy is Man’s lot
don’t fail - record it, complete the plot.

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City Life

Tall Mountains true, I often seek
a bit of solace from the week
Like Shark out'o'water am I in city
To look at me is not always pretty
City life is not my portion
I'd rather head for Deep Blue Ocean
'Tis Nature true that I love best
like ready Eaglet in the nest
Someday anon escape I shall 
From the City's cold hard Steel.
A Place mine own I truly crave
I'd almost settle for a mountain cave.