Best King Poems

He is the king of words and poets alike
Assay as you may, this man you won’t smite
His armour sparkles in night or day
Defending those too meek to say

His table is round, there's room for all
There are chairs with wheels so no one will fall
He hands...

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it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot 
win the game
we had great leaders 
john, robert, martin...

the planet was singing 
with the purity of a four year old
...
The ants go...

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Regally they strut
Lions have no ought to roar
Status apparent

Establish importance with quiet visibility without vocality

(Not for any contest)...

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The King of Sanctimonious
Perched high upon his throne-ious
Clothed in purple pious-ness
Admired his own self-righteous-ness

The Queen of Sanctimonious
Tired of the King's baloney-ous
When he counts his hoards of money
To him, sweeter than his honey

In a court that wasn't courteous
The Queen cried, "you're oblivious!"
But he wasn't aware, nor...

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I wondered how that I could be a child of the King.
A long lost soul, I had no goal, but to maybe act and sing.
I believed in Jesus, a man of love,
But scared to death of God above.

Why would Jesus die for me, and why...

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One summer day, enraptured by the Goddess Sea,
King Sun shone down with all his might; most splendidly
he moved the Goddess, for she rippled laughingly
a shimmering reply to Sun in azure sky,
and while reflecting that same hue where King Sun dwelt,
her turquoise ripples lengthened, for the...

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My skin petrified, mummifying my hand
upon pools of brittle ice
like curdled blood piercing veins: I watch
the moon bathing its flesh,
 
in crystal yellow, waxing a sheen...
my pores dilate as cubes slowly melt
when this fired orb heals from above

till its velvet breath climbs into my head,...

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He is silence, 
crowned in rosy rhymes, 
sprinkling balmy rain 
upon frail flowers. 
misunderstood, yet 
beneath his armor, 
is the selfless moon, 
bestowing starlight.
when darkness unfolds, 
time may be cruel, 
but seasons can't wilt 
soft-spoken sagas, 
echoing amidst 
hushed sanctuaries. 
he shoulders the weight 
of...

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In His eyes was the wisdom of the ages.
In His hands was kindness and love.
His manner was tender and quiet.
In His smile was a light from above.

He traveled the highways and byways;
Spoke to rich man and beggar alike.
He taught in the streets and the temples,
Brought...

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The Fall of The Winter King    

He had risen to power
fueled by a vicious and ruthless determination
to reclaim a lost throne.

His tactics had stunned the unsuspecting,
laid barren the fields,
blanketed the forest,
silenced the sounds of life itself.

A dictator, seeking no counsel,
accepting no offers...

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It’s all about me!
It’s all about me
I am the King sitting in the tree

It’s all about me
It’s all about me
I am clapping my hands with such glee

My subjects love me as is my due
The Royal court loves me, yes them too!
King Arthur I am, Ruler...

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You may be living in a king size house 
Sleeping in a king size bed
Laying on a king size mattress 
With a king size pillow for your head 

You may wear a king size diamond
On your king size ring 
Or you may be living in...

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There once was Castle just over the hill
That belonged to a King with an iron will

Nestled safely behind his Castle wall
With an army to insure they wouldn’t fall

It was clear for the entire world to see
Destiny would record him in history

The richest King in all...

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Great King Solomon, wisest of the rulers of Israel,
The favored son of King David, who was beloved of our God,
Did fall from grace in his old age though God suffered him for years.
He warned him and He warned him that his actions would bring tears.

Solomon's...

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It was late in gorgeous springtime, and I was teaching my class,
A lesson in African history, and the events of time's hourglass.

My fourth graders were very attentive, as I recounted the glory,
Of tales such as Mansa Musa's, maybe the richest man in history!

Sultan of Mali...

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