Best Belch Poems

I have borrowed  the first line of this piece from the"unknown scribe" , which I 
read many years ago.... The rest is for ALL...

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Make Do and Mend,

Years ago we had jobs
We had fun and money in our pocket
Things were much better then
Once you could go out the door
And...

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I've never twitted on Tweeter
nor am I an Instagrammarian
I've searched on Goggle
but cannot find MyFace on the interweb
I ask "how do I find the North...

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When I was growing up,
Daily they packed my outgrown:
Shoes, shirts,suits and trousers;
And paid me commendation
As they milled around me
Like night ants around light!

When I was...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes...

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Where no sound escapes unchallenged above the din
of too many wars, waged for profits that have no future.
Lost now, only darkness clutches, upon his demise.

Fables,...

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I sat beneath a Veteran-oak,
In awe of His strength—
Here was a solid spirit!
Sympathy you get from Willow,
But stiff upper-lip from old soldiers,
With forged bark —
His...

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Before you commit...I have to admit
    that I consider you all to be friends.
So feel free to sit back...and try to relax
...

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CLEM POTTS AND THE MOON

not a pleasant sound
combining potts with the moon,
but, farm girls had learned
clem potts, in his rustic way,
was quite the village dreamer

lord...

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Run barefoot thro' the park,
Dare to stay out after dark.
Kick up a storm of Autumn leaves,
Watch the birds nest in the eaves.

Go skinny dipping in...

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Sell the kinetic death metal,
see the swivel profits 
zooming to the stratosphere
Bloody schoolyard body count
is the cost of doing armed ant-farm business
Collateral damage is the...

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When I was a young lad in the prime of life
Never thought I'd still be around
When my driver's license said, “older than dirt!”
And my mind...

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She sees herself suddenly as a small girl
bare feet on the cold black and white tile
little toes curled
sees the white porcelain tub and
how pretty the...

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"I am feeling it." He said.
He meant his age. As I watched
I saw a vision…

Out from the cuttlefish bones of his breast
grime coughed up and...

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Malice unsated. Insatiable.
The children of the frenzy
belch poison beyond the shell,
yet suckle there at the breast
of an uncertain woman 
gratefully turned to stone;
long for a...

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