He
listened to all who came to him.
Became a disc of dazzling daydreams
and daring disaster.
His fingers knew their mimes
and eyes, tearfilled or bored,
showed frowns or fake smiles.
He smirked.
How to heal hatred in hullabaloo ...
Cough.
The more incoherent
the stammering,
the better the challenge.
Jam the jumble;
let loss be the lynch law!
Reject the intermingled mob
and leave them to their perplexity.
Then sit back
and be timid
within tears' turbulence.
It is just another day.
Her
heart suffers its common spasm.
In a list
A contest entry
- Lets be Honest by St. Poet.
900 points, ended July 15, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Afraid to leave, afraid to stay
She lived in misery.
Now she's gone and whose to blame
You killed her love for thee.
A sad poem loaded with angst. How often men and woman think that others are put here just for them.
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Your sketch of your baby and you ...
is just wonderful. It makes my heart all warm and tender.
I love babies so much, and I love fathers who truly love their babies. 
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(blushes) thank you. When I saw the two together like this shortly after her birth I couldn't resist trying to capture the serenity and love I saw in that one sparkling moment.
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Flinthearted
A very good write and read.
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well done
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hi this was amazing well written hun
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I have to say, Great use of Power words, I havnt read a poem like this ever with that much... "power" Ill have to look it over a second time.
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I love to read your poems outloud.
Your words are a play for the mind and senses but your sounds delight the tongue.
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You have such a tender heart. I, too, cry at the innocence squandered on arrogance's hard heart but you make their plight your own. Best of luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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another lovely poem poetess
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The gentle write in the face of harshest punishment for crimes never committed. This flows with weeping for the ones who have to deal with it all. Love, C
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