Best Alias Poems

Let's dream up a fuzzy alias for CV-19
   How about 'Peter Pandemic'
   Amelia Bedelia-Bednemic'
   or 'Ronald McDonal-demic'

Not so fuzzy-wuzzy,...

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In my dream…

In my dream, I can fly,
  hug the moon kiss the sky.
I will drink, morning dew,
  I get drunk, to get...

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The skies become loud and dark
Raining bombs upon us
May god protect the civilians
Take away the rest in rivers red
Let the devils blood flow far from...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
...

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Reporting live on the soup, with Americas MOST. WANTED. POETS.
 Standing here with our host John, 
With an exclusive update on criminal poets, captured and...

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For the love of Lippy I've done it all...
And I would do it all again
For my heart, for my joy, for my friend
Oh what a...

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It was Sunday 'round noon when I strolled,
through a garden and upon my own.
Touched by the sadness of knowing,
I should not be walking alone.

I see...

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Not 
Long 
I 
Know 
this 
'lady' 
This 
lady 
names 
LINDA 
On 
this 
amiable 
platform
Calls 
POETRYSOUP
Not 
Long 
I 
started 
to 
write
On 
this 
platform
And 
not 
long 
I...

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Along a Jersey creek, somebody
Made a crazy find – 
500 pounds of pasta had been 
Somehow left behind.

Whoever dumped the noodles
(Mainly elbows and spaghetti)
Isn’t known,...

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My step sister her name is Annie
has got the most gigantic fanny
When she plonked on a chair
She was quite unaware
she’d sat upon our little granny

Our...

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More than five hundred years is quite a while
for the time we have gazed on your enigmatic smile.
A beautiful woman’s portrait painted long ago,
crafted by...

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Written: April 22, 2024

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Whimsical whispers of...

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Billy the kid kept roving around,
A campfire here, a cowhand there,
He traveled alone through country & town,
Always headed somewhere,

One certain day he rode into town,
His...

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Anacreontic Verse
  Let The Good Times Roll

1t's Mardi Gras time
  in New Orleans
    the French say
    ...

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Here We Shall Remain
by Tawfiq Zayyad
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Like twenty impossibilities
in Lydda, Ramla and Galilee ...
here we shall remain.

Like brick walls braced against...

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