Best Bludgeon Poems

SONNET FOR THE SILLY

A blessing on all kinds of action silly
Let our God not be a solemn old curmudgeon
The folly that belies the serious dark...

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Written: November 06, 2023
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A swarm of herring gulls amassed
Nexus Nautilus nabbed by zealous...

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Life is a bastard son, prodding the fertile horizon
poking into places tender, tearing the expanse of dawn
he taunts, rude and bellicose, so full of himself
spewing...

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Bind my hands
Shackle my feet
Rain lashes on my body
Prick, prod, impale and crucify
You can impound my freedom
You can bludgeon me bloody...

Still, I stand tall
Proud, unbowed,
My...

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THE MARX BROTHERS or The Unimportance of Being Earnest

I will praise the brothers Marx for their absurdity
As all ‘fools’ who mask high wisdom with the...

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You breaketh my soul 
where am I to find it now that you've taken control
neglecting the tide 
my fountain of youth placed there by your...

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End of a working day sees nightfall bludgeon me....

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Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty, compassion and truth
Against injustice, greed and lies
If people all over the world will do this
It will...

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Sir Harold, Knight, the valiant swain
Did call his Lady Nell.
He held her close and kissed her hand
And bade her sweet farewell.

"Forth from here I needs...

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The Whiskey Bottle Wish

 	One late summer night outside a saloon in the mid-west, an intoxicated Dusty Rogers, stumbles out of the Bar nearly taking...

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This Body
Those on the bottom can see but can’t act,
Those on the top can act, but can’t see,
O Lord, please free me from this body...

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Spare a thought
For buffaloes, bulls and bears groaning, mourning, starving
Under your collar don’t blow hot
Making rivers and rodents sad, carving 

Space and time you don’t...

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The river is smooth, quiet, and serene.
Our fishing boat is at one with the flow.
Years from now I'll remember this scene
And wish it were like...

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I’ll pick you up and make you fly.
I’ll sit you down and you’ll think.
At least until you can fly in sync.
We’ll go up in the...

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"When your down and out you need some Joe Bonamassa."

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