Best Balled Poems

The heart pulsates with times I remember
So pained to my soul you have become
My eyes see cold ashes without ember
As tomorrow fades from view, I...

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Finally, as afternoon sun splayed
through the picture window
onto wood floor and last pieces of furniture,
I packed that summer on the lake
into a box, mitering indigo...

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Early in the mourning she rose
She wood fined her boat
Wear she rose across the see two the sure
Their she mustard all her mite
And toad the...

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High above the quiet, darkened streets of January, the night wind begins to whisper secrets through my apartment window casements. Far below me lie four...

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Big things in small packages, so goes the phrase
       And astounding, a spoonful of snow, in such ways

A thousand...

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“The Fallen”



Remote,
he sees himself 
in the reflection of cold close 
yet distant shop windows, 
his final journey along the 
Hard Time Road
walking alone, 
unforgiven, no...

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The nurse ordered her to push, push, push
in her best proper voice 
and linen balled in red fists knotted
and sweat falls from red face knotted...

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"Paper Tigers"



eyes mark slow time
spotting leopard rhyme
never changing its spots
black balled
white pops
the want-to-be bees
sting the dripping honey spot

slapping cards down
kitty pots are shuffled
bluffing intelligentsia
between the...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw...

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Less than twenty-four hours after dashing off a poem 
   explaining why i wanted to die
found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis,...

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The razor strap always welted my skin
And quickly crippled my soul as a child
Balled flesh of a hand to my head a sin
The angry pain...

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A Mother’s Love tender, sweet
At least that’s what we’re told isn’t it?
To think the one to love us most is nowhere to be found
you scream,...

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In opposition to social injustice 
Colin Kapernick took a knee 
To bring national attention to 
Black American police brutality 
But an unexpected result was 
Eventually...

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My dream?
What is my dream?
In my dream distance doesn’t exist 
You would never need a plane or a train hug the ones you love

In my...

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