Custodian Poems - Poems about Custodian

Written: April 4th 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand **************** April arises with a gentle promise crocuses awaken from their winter dormancy — while vibrant purples adorn the dawn nestled amidst luscious emerald she sparingly scatters her silk-like haze shades meld mellifluously across the valley a vibrant...

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They, the idols who have the right given by you to dispose of your own soul, offer to admire their wise reflections, but do not offer to share their wisdom with them. They don't want you to be on the same level of insight. This is the real culture, derived from the word "cult" -...

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As long as they're slobs We have jobs...

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Mom, our custodian The house, cleanliness observe Punishment deserve....

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My son Jacob, he follows traditions Religious, he has certain ambitions He prays to God three times a day I think he even knows what to say Straight as an arrow, and square as a box Jacob took a liking to bagels and lox ...

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Custodian of Apostrophe's Apostle Who done it, steed? Who said what's read between the lines marked with ad hoc diacritic dashes?...

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THE CUSTODIAN The husband never forgave me I'd given him a slim five hundred He cashed his ticket in on a stormy day I could not enjoy the song and dance of rain No nostalgia! I swayed like branches blown by wind But not once did I fall I could have had a ball with sudden wealth I said, 'Your half would be...

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The technological era we live in As The "Blasphemous One" will be recorded in the annals Of human history Because Man, Instead of acting as the custodian of life on earth that God intended him to be, Unwisely, Was transformed into life's merciless annihilator! © Demetrios Trifiatis 26 January 2019...

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The dead roach with its upended crinkly legs has been lying in the windowsill for at least four weeks. I would get rid of it, except... nothing has amused me for years half as much as people's horrified reactions when they notice her. This poor ugly black dead thing. I have decided to have a tiny plaque made, and a little...

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