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My 2016 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

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#451    Harmless entertainment has saved all worlds.
Peace for just a dime and the forehead furls.
And for those without it that have no new.
Harmful entertainment will have to do.
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#452    Shadow not the people suffer.
Nor vow how they can joy.
Aim the sky towards forever.
Then gently find a toy.
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#453    Dream evil caused by temperature.
And niceness caused by cool.
And all night long dream thermostats.
Were endless wars of rule.
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#454    How my morning knows no night.
Friend why do you haunt me so.
Just on the other side of sight.
Roams mind as far as know.
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#455    Quick now you have zero time.
To invent psychic power and predict.
Too late, your mind's made up.
And lightning grew a world at tip.
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#456    I set my sails of diversity.
And for a lifetime watched for wind.
Never realizing controversy.
Must firstly move within.
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#457    What was heaven or what was hell.
That can use such whips from one brain cell.
From what begins like a typist's eyes.
No man can count all his autowise.
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#458    Were that I an iceberg.
With no hope of knowing thee.
And you were but a lovely ship.
Oh yes do sit here please.
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#459    There is an un-disrespected String.
Because the Kite knows Fame.
But within the weather's Deal or no Deal.
Inner height Types just the same.
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#460    Down on his shin, pour leg, pour leg.
Recall, recall, amnesia.
Avoid the spring, end traveler.
And we're off, well did that please ya?
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#461    To learn new things for my own use.
And not learning for use by others.
With the straw of knowledge I choose to drink.
Because the straw to breath just smothers.
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#462    Ten men around a conference table.
With a painting of themselves on the wall.
Self interest being the greatest insult.
A lift can give a fall.
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#463    The weight of Shakespeare on a chair.
As old as distain glass.
I caught the writer moving so.
The hardest sting to ask.
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#464    Packing deliveries, I've never seen.
Salinger, rise no more.
As I would hold, out one hand.
Do you suggest what for.
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#465    If I gave you moon dust.
Would you throw it in the trash.
Or forgive a man for soon must.
If he was quiet enough to ask.
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#466    The world is exactly as exciting.
As stimulation-levels too low recede.
Like a poet saying you have a symbolism.
As normal as wind blown deeds.
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#467    It was just a test. But was never removed.
I'm glad it was just the two of us.
Let's stay away from that stuff called guess what.
As you can see it burns by wind gust.
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#468    A reed releases its seed to the wind.
As the best effort it can possibly do.
To ensure that the water level does not recede.
Excuse me may I shy to you.
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#469    She dances inside my sky thoughts nightly.
So I can never go up there.
Staircases are-only for the idle.
I will always rest down here.
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#470    Ready ready, hurry hurry!
Snap the sorry cast on.
Not for me. Not for tea.
He's not even sure of Captain.
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#471    Comically given the dance of tune.
Re-motorized for traction.
Into the wells do never sweep.
The truly half done action.
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#472    And here is the seven forty five.
Right on times and true.
And men begin the castings then.
The wait at Shakespeare's shoe.
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#473    On the front yard lawns.
I saw a horrible fight today.
Infinity surrounded eons.
Good thing I looked away.
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#474    Right for candy! Wrong for gold.
My very-berry castings.
Liver-shiver, I've been told.
Is ripe, and filled till taskings.
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#475    But stars have beauty over there.
Son, you have no passion.
The rise in meadows have one bloom.
The blue, of plastic masks on.
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#476    To be most proud of an empty quiver.
And not wield a frozen whip.
To stand in the way of an endless shiver.
And not need a spoken quip.
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#477    I pondered the existence of.
Might there be a perfect lake.
I'll walk into after sun rain puddles.
But like your eyes I'll hesitate.
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#478    If he measures good souls by their ounce of bad.
And bad souls by their ounce of good.
Santa Claus must sometimes be sad.
And wish he held such a gem if he could.
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#479    Moonlight silhouette of a flea inside a parasite.
On the stomach of mankind's all.
A look to the curtains, a touch of the havens.
And of course a wisdom's brawl.
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#480    To make a decision without the twist.
When innocence gets that notion.
To walk unwrung where writhe persists.
That nice directionless motion.
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