Best Axle Poems

Coaxing
Words from limbo
Into life.

Slipping them from
The pocket of 
Your muse, onto
Eager paper.

Lovely linen,
Thick with roses.

Or threaded with
Barb-wire.

Altar for the gentle
Blood of visionaries,

Mingled with axle grease
For...

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Showering white light illuminates 
  Bright-Moon Bay;
   In the overlooking Moon-Inviting Pavilion,
 Li Bai had raised his twinkling, rich amber
Coloured wineglass
 ...

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The earth is moving slowly on its axle.
The sun is swiftly making his retreat.
Everyone begins to relax a little
and softly, sweetly, slowly drift to sleep.

The...

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Coming from the city
when I first saw the desert,
miles and miles into emptiness,
while fearful of the mishap--
a blown tire or busted axle--
the isolation spoke to...

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R andom radicals rush rip-roariously on ward 
O nerously oggling on-lookers abroad
A nnealing axle-grease atop ankle-high boots   
D eliberately dashing dilettante seekers
T raveling...

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           Your past, your romantic past, is a shadow. Like all towns, Port Angeles was a combination of rain and clouds, sun and mist, with a...

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Watching Homer struggle
to explain how a god wounded by a mortal
cannot die but may thereafter live with minor pain

and the humor when that god
complains to...

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I went to heaven before my time,
In dentist’s chair through sky did climb,
And in his goodness, verve and youth
The dentist took dull pain from tooth

And...

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O! Frankenstein you were lost for a century
 Nobody could tell wherever you have been,
 But you are here now, a stranger to paradise,
 Loneliness...

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I like to sit and watch them boys
Tinker with their toys
Hood up, hands grimy
Sweat pouring down handsome faces
Oil spots in weird places
I like to sit...

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The thirst 

 

Everything has remained fragile tonight
Dream suffer steady but don´t drivel
Pain on the wall ranges around the axle
Shadows of chairs inquisicion of sun...

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Here's the scoop, friends...
   This is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted...

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I woke up this morning
Tired as a wolf-hound
After the chase.
The day is as stark
As an unfinished concerto.

Mondays are like that,
They are the beginning--
An unwrapped gift.
The...

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The night was dark an stormy,
The Billy goat went blind,
It flew into a barbed wire fence
 and  tore its never mind, {anonomous?}

Ole Don he...

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Like a sage rock in gushing river stream,
like a lone hawk gliding the fast storm winds,
like a baby asleep at mother’s breast,
let in calmness the...

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