Best Abutting Poems

Royal blue sky scattered sapphire clouds
On horizon embroidered in navy blue attire
Summoned by the onset of marigold sun 
Emitting amber gold on tuscan yellow fire
Where...

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one day as a boy, I went down to the sea
clambered o'er rocks way out to the bluff
stopping to search in a tide pool for...

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NEW YORK-STYLE HUNGARIAN STEW

In the darkest corner of her living room, 
she waits to eat. A stone’s throw away, 
her ex lives with their kids,...

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The Jackal's line of demarcation ye souls' furlough for interim...
Today, cockcrows perturb in a gala thrice for thee quiescent stay,
God's Park of Ephemera, sashays the...

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A dog and a frog
(with the names of Bull)
sit on a log
abutting a synagogue
drinking eggnog
until they are full
Suddenly agog
(by a fog in their bog
that makes...

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Volition, orientation familiarization aahing
and oohing within restrictive paradigm molding
inviolable honorable gentility -
flagrantly, desirously, clearly boyz abandoning
willfully skirting, panting (heavily)
forfeiting abominably, (no Joe King) abiding

chomping at...

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outside
inventoried oval-stoned
cathedrals appealing
chiming crimes of passion
woke citronella
fog
hung in cement-hamocked snowdrifts
cloaked slow on slick-stained windowsides
tenement sheets
with the pomegranate notes
of rhythms unrhymed
   while all the...

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“Who was The Man in Black Checkered Pants?” my parents have asked from time to time. 
They recall with curiosity about my childish and surely...

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O you, Dear Zephyr! Blow, blow, blow
Over the vill. that’s beneath the hill
Abutting my heart and opened hand’s claw
Never be stopped and never be slow.
Not...

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The ones who would soak 
the mother who drowned 
her children in serpentine
seas never floated a child. 

When splashed amongst 
the horror-stricken, 
we too feign...

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(Land that doth marry mother lode 
of sublime earthen land and sea).
 
Age of exploration 
   ushered cruel fate 
   against...

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A Place in the Country

By Elton Camp

I finally got tired of living on a tiny lot in the city
With the woods and open land, to...

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Unique
Hi An Cest Or,
Have you heard of the mediator?

       An Cest Or
Of course, unique, 
He's the mender of techniques.

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for
                    endorsed, backed 
  ...

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Unsmiling gray wisp fingers drift and bore 
A helical ridge around the vast sky; 
Down abutting poignant horizon floor. 
Alga blooms a huffy infectious cry....

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