Best Ax Poems

One-liner 
of doom...

"I'm leaving you"

Mercy! 

The poor fellow 
must've died 
a thousand deaths
right then...
 
"Whack! Whack! Whack!" 
goes an ax
straight through 
his confused heart. 
Ouch!
...

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Apple blossoms in abundance; sweet aroma in the air.
Begonias burst with brilliance. Blue bells pop up everywhere.
Cherry blossoms cheer with pink; corn flowers cluster blue.
Dandelions...

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Remember the story 
of Billy Goats Gruff?
The troll under the bridge,
and all of that stuff?
If you liked that old story
it's all good and well,
but it...

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[in Rhyme Rhupunt: a,a,a,b c,c,c,b]

At water’s edge there danced below,
amid the ripple and the flow,
royal blue and sun aglow—
and ragged clouds in limpid sky.

Standing tall...

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I went to visit Farmer Fred
Found him out in his wood shed
He was splitting up some oak
As I approached, he paused and spoke

“When I was...

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For "Show Me the Funny (part two)"

There once was a fellow a woggin'*
Who bumped into one who was loggin'
They had quite a spat
The ax was...

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sitting, spine curling, eyes glassy in rebound reflection 
internal struggle in cyberspace brings smiles and a few brief howls
feeding off my own mass, I disregard...

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THE HUMBLE CATHEDRAL

In the glaring eyes of the sun
dressed thin in lush green moss,
my shady sky-high trunk compeer
dark brown wrinkled arms spreading free
my slender fingers...

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Dr. Seuss wrote of a strong Lorax
Who tried to save Earth’s Truffula Trees
From a foolish “Onceler’s” hacking ax

The Lorax warnings disregarded
Onceler used up the trees’...

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ACROSTIC TITLE:  Bahamas


B een too long since my last vacation travel trip.

A bsolute island beauty does relax my job’s grip.

H alting busy is easy...

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Affection's eyes beseech one glimpse of thee,
To dream upon at midnight's slumbering
Forbid, O' God, as woeful absence grows
Whereon thy summer's sleep comes plagued of snow...

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Nothing savored Nothing cherished
Chewing wood, spitting silk 
Hating every creeping moment
till darkness lowers and laps at my toes
Blessed darkness gives me a cave 
where I...

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Lima describe how yours truly went Peru zing...

thru truckloads of his personal communiqués broadcast
(methinks quite some years ago) across world wide web,
but now still smarting...

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I slept with my guitar,    
I guess was inept.
I was not in accord,
my guitar slowly wept

I slept with my piano
—such a torrid...

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The wind wailed, and I could hear the trees cry
as I approached the scar of a clear cut.
No birds could be seen on the ground...

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