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Best Poems Written by Jimmi Canada

Below are the all-time best Jimmi Canada poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Walk

A bulging extremity,

a feminist integrity,

a swaggering centipede,

the cops arresting me,

my dick the right size,

the bang coming out of your eye's,

the sensitivity upon demise,

the dew and dripping from the sky's,

the eagerness of eloping,

the magnitude of doping,

the honesty of groping,

scattering scorpions glowing and scoping.

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Fgy Problem

What is that whip?

Why is it more than a few seconds to me-

when I couldn't even breathe,

or figure it was peace?

Not a warning,

or a lullaby for my baby,
or hers?

What is that whip?

How come I don't recognize a thing!?

It's so enveloping-

so enduring,

yet not hearing?

Not swearing?

I know she makes me swear-

make's me wild,

but I have no denial,

i'm a beast of a child,

don't know where to beguile.

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Mr Fantastic

Bigger than bodacious,

higher TCH than contagious-

I poke at the smoke and make a cause to estrange this,

…toodle-to-do in my space ship!


I love how much I can remake this,

and bank the right to go out on a limb,

spill on the film,

make the gas on the ground increase its bliss,

run through the breeze and accept your diss,

though it is time to resist-
and look back at your breast...

Ask mother to draw me up a sign-
because like it or not you are on my line,

and my best friends,

and my bosses,

your eye’s doing crosses,

your cops pulling over bloggers!


Wait, 
stop!

I said stop on a dime!

Pick one up and help pay for the blind!

We adore dances as long as they make man-shifts,

make shift-

endanger wigs,

throw out chicken strips,

and hopeless trips!

Play out banquettes, with not enough men to spank it!

Even though they're all over it,

callin' all out smurf!
And say **** anybody with my tip!

It's high in the mountain range-
and it see's you as strange!

Blame  blame  blame!

And then do it all again!

Go to the gym later and explain!

Ask why do young men have names?...

I haven't given them my change,

I am still alive,

I deserve to be played!

I am in turn to say hey, go away,
you little brother,

stayin' for a long time and then bein' like...mine!

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Trinmikallia

It's the same truth in the dark,
willows, wallows and parks...

Determining for our destiny those wild cracks in the fading parts...

Yes we know time but also this warnings hold upon an anxious orange desire.


Fightfully it is neigh an arrogance or Shepard,

fruitiously though,
when avoiding any other companionship-
its evolution itself.

Rotation of Eskimos in the north, 
Banshee riders east and a hundred years...

And you,

simple, but still a single- 
and that face never grows or awaits the metered escape...

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Roll On

Lauren Hill slow songs thrill,

they pop like a fast moving pill,

I am flopped on top of a junk food bill,

and running with a skunk who tells me to take in my fill-

like leading um' on into my dream,
I create a festering lean,

I rank every thought in order of how I like it,

and prep for a long time that's gonna break all the cycles.

Striding with my shrine,

as I shock a spine,

revitalize and prime-

as I preen and primp and chimp-

as I act like a pimp,

I black out and gimp,

skimp out on my dying moment because death is no shrimp!

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Mug

I find it cautic as the glass separating the sphere from the cloud, 

the resignation of all trust avowed,

the interrogation of my soul via a machine,

and it's so not you...


The angle of approach to this future indemnity,

the meaning of life as we do it today-

now don't hesitate,

don't shy away or grab something insane,

you sir are not lying 45 minutes a day,

you don't deny thy find within grind, 

you comply!

If it's just co-energize,

no truth deny's,

nothing hides,

say it outside-
right?

Don't despise,

don't characterize,

you'd think the internet Trumped that tonight...


Too many whites,

nor even blacks,

what's that?

Well let's attack...

One is seen, 

the other unmade,

you choose,

you can even be the mate...

You can even hide in a great,

stare straight at your future plate,

get close,

get the grate...

Just trip out,

lose your faith.


The song that divides remains,

the long walk alive is strange,

let's get it here now and with a simple witness...

Don't drive,

don't even fly to cry,

don't rhyme,

it's everyone! 

Everyone inside!

Say it with me-
kick it later,

it's everyone!

It's in alive!

Yo,

they ARE at the show,

show um,

show um how much you know,

end this riddle with the waltz of the Mountain Goats,

never do they need proof but a pasture where they grope,

sometime's it's O.K to just go home.

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Dish

It was all a dream then,

I just saw you alive again,

I just thought about it,
how I never touched you...

and with the great future of our imaginations fluidly flowing south to the sea, where our spirits live we make love-

all the time actually, just enough to feel like we're never even here,
I heard your voice inside,

so deep,

so caustic,

I crept into a void like the 'nobody can have it so swell, this whole being must end-us in hell!'

It was said in magnificent books
how long it can take to fall in love,

with me I simply laughed at you laughing at me-
I simply let in the imagery,

and then the feeling that protects us,
I simply looked at myself, right after we're done and fell for a thousand years.

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Catt-Er

Echo blasts,

as it's all hunky-dorey in an iconoclasts contrasts,

displacement of my courageousness on a dumb-fast
tele~cast,

the resumed movement 28 days later wasn't even just as fast;

it was what was all along in my
aged economical forestry please-

in a delved and dormant door-mat that I once seized-

it came and went like a breeze,

but over came me,

it even behaved like the beast.


But with all this loss of law please-
unveil for a prince his own memory,

travel for the farm every existence in sequential feast-

the con-mans academic lean,

a sordid snape's reconciliation.


See through peace as peace was once an innocent things thing,

but never bring,

never feel a sleeping wing,

just josh and joist with brothers keepers,

steal the stew we love deeper seasoned and evaporated reapers-

because lord did they appear,

and dormant was their meal,

my first,
my last,

and entry of my free feel.

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The Dove

They all wish,

and dreams collide- on a dime-
on a dive,

they say in admonished curves in time and color,

of those flapping doves, 

seizes mind a flutter,

they wish to seal within the prosperous carrothers-
sanctity of motion,
hectors O' acres of the dozens...


They all wish one the baskets on the ovens-
and upon dishes their bumpkins-
that loudness to be promised to everyone we have punished.

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True Lords

And then I saw her start to dance…

Feeling ‘In-France ',
I sang- 
entranced...

"Once in a whole year
she orders the pizza!"

"The rest of it she's
spinning in place
saying chichineatza!"

But sometime, on the road to danger,
she came longer than anybody inspects,

she came longer
than impressive bereft,

it was a bonger! 
This random guy took whole check! 

But he was a bomber-
the world almost got wrecked,

but I came back on her
without my respect,

I ran around longer
than anybody inspects, 

it came time to say 'I am left,'
so I ran, and then I lept, 
never to return home-
now running for the press,

because Simon only knows what Simon really says, 

I say, as I bite bronze harder than a T-Rex,

I smite the jogger, the wanderer, and the possessed, 

I smite the Wrong-Doer whom nobody suspects,

because I am correct, 

goddammit I am a mess! 

Totally appalled and under arrest, 

totally estranged to becoming undressed, 

like wounds that are healing- 
I want to do my best,

I just want one motorcycle, one girl, 
and one neck,

don't call me horse -man -bear -pig; 
but demon, 
demon -man -chick, 

pop your pimples

free up your ticks,

match and pair,
and then underwear- 

rotate the clips,

story mode- 
movie night- 
interesting sight,

come longer than a pipe! 

Industrial size...
and full of device-

be

white

hot

fire

ice

And smoke pot...
For Christ! 

Pick ‘um all up at their price,

dose yourself like mice,

interrupt yourself when you have advice,

and notice it when their brains are away,

and on vacation for the day,

he~he,

stay away,
by staying awake!

I'm sorry prince fake,
you're going the other way!