Best Spite Poems

Of fair love I dreamed
Of true love I received-
What rose could be
So sweet?

But now my heart grieves
For the love far from me-
What thorn could be
So...

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T-ill the end of time, 
R-emain faithful and steadfast, 
I-n spite of trials. 
C-omplete the great race 
I-n life set by the Lord God, 
A-s...

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(Tongue planted firmly in cheek)





In spite of my loving nature

In spite of being an Olympic skater

In spite of my charming way with the ladies

And my...

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I know I act annoyed or put out when you call me frequently
during the day in spite of the fact your only doing it because
you...

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*Image of David and Saul issued by Public Domain as it was published or registered with the U.S. Copyright Office before January 1, 1926.
Saul's Spite...

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No safe harbor free from storms
Only a calm lake resides in the heart,
Surrounded by rugged mountains
And the angry sky with flashing light.
 
Out of the...

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Just a little word with
So many guises 

Incoherent inefficient ineffective reaction
Inconsistent blame 
Vengeful malaise
Conscious disregard 
Blameless resolve
Sanctimonious irksome indifference
Creative revenge 
Wreckage for sport 
Intensive bigotry
Hyperbolic...

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IN SPITE OF MILING FRUSTRATION

Let not the miles and mile
Downs and frustrates
Our longings and hoarse feelings
As distance is another promise
To remain steadfastly true.

Frustration is wishful...

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No reason to complain, us North American dudes
We've even got wives with nice butts and boobs
Ten little kids running around
My aching head does surely pound
But...

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I walk towards you with my eyes in a mist
I think of what might be and still i am drawn towards your kiss
Your anger echoes...

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S pit
P unch
I  nsult
T attle
E nvy


Copyright McCuen 2009...

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"The Spite Syllabub"



The daughter 
is not 
The mother 

Sylvia’s bees were
left milk, bread and butter

Plath by name
but not 
the daughter’s path

in evolving nature
not the mother
nor...

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In spite of my efforts…
to Break the relationship…
or efforts to totally Forget about you ...
I still cannot understand why my tears start to break so...

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They say what goe's around come's around
You know I'm sure that you will soon discover
To some probably seems a little bit profound
But what you do...

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~Don’t spite the child to hurt his dad
This practice is both harmful and sad
~And you wonder why he’s always mad

~He loves him as much as...

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