Best Broadcasts Poems

What knowledge do you have of my home?
Have you taken a walk through the cemetery?
Walking on my tracks, footprints of eternity.
Have you read about the deserts?
Thus roar, thus blow filth,
Have you, met the survivors?
Felt have you, their struggles?
In The dusts that destroy,
That whistled as they...

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In a hidden glen
         A fawn stands on trembling legs
             Jay broadcasts the news


 3/29/19...

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A friend

is a receiver
 
fine-tuned to your heart's frequency,

able to decipher the garbled broadcasts

redacted by embracement

and encrypted by fear.

Unscrambling the ubiquitous static

friends reveal the true

implications and feelings

behind the message sent....

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You don't listen to my sad words
Certainly can't understand the hurt inside of me
Nothing matters but what you feel and want
You hide in a world of emptiness
Repeated all day long in the news broadcasts that you devour 
Words that form your reality a far distance...

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7/7 London terror attack 2005

7/7 London terror 

On the local bus and heading west, 
Going into London town. 
There's something happened ahead, 
Coz' the police are all around. 

There are sirens in the distance, 
There is panic in the air. 
I am early for my...

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I remember when…
Main Street was laid with dark red brick
now it’s laid with black hot asphalt.
The stench alone can make one sick
with environmental assault.

I remember when…
Our radio was our television
we could get broadcasts all around the world.
Letting imagination envision 
as the “War of the Worlds”...

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The house is empty, my husband is at work,
I am sitting with my dog just relaxing when
PBS television broadcasts a music special.
Oh all those Motown tunes from the 1970s,
Now that’s hotter than hot, I feel the heat rise.
The Commadores, Stylistics and Patti LaBelle,
I am singing,...

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Analogies always

Build better broadcasts

Cause we prefer kinship

Descriptive meanings

            O, how we adore ample analogies!




     

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"I will continue to broadcast, as time and circumstance permit,
To whomever is receiving on the aforementioned frequency.
My name is Cor Nosduh. I am not infected. Over."
Yea, I thought, continue to broadcast until this massive, power-sucking,
5.1 Gigawatt (Or 97.1 dBW at maximum output) transmitter is dead....

There...

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All this long week
of early spring head colds
our National Public Radio informants
and performers,
speakers and listeners,
have been about the business of raising capital investments
preferably in their corporate direction,
to support further public broadcasting
for the benefit of our children
and their children,
and so on.

While this has often felt like...

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Like Moses fleeing Egypt 
and finding refuge in Midian
I was a stranger in a strange land.
Having fled Chicago in ‘84
I journeyed east to the
unpromised land of Detroit.

8 Mile Road.
“I'm a man
I'm a make a new plan”
Eminem makes and takes the rap
while party stores and strip...

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After Big Brother, and the Party had gone, the telescreens remained. No longer though did they remain solely in former Party member’s quarters. Telescreens had spread to the realm of the Proles. They no longer spied, or spewed out Party doctrine, no, now the telescreens...

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I 
hate 
the 
oppression 
you 
so 
heavily 
bear 
upon 
my 
mind. 
Made 
carry 
heavy 
loads 
like 
a 
donkey, 
messed 
up 
my 
views 
like 
the 
sight 
of 
the 
blind. 
I 
know 
no 
more 
what 
I 
knew 
before. 
You 
came 
to 
South 
Africa 
with 
your 
Boere-
war. 
Chewed...

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Perhaps being something of a contrarian and historian
I like to spend Sunday mornings playing American Top Forty reruns on the oldies station
because I enjoy the songs and stories related to me by Kemal Amin Kasem

Also known as Casey Kasem in his weekly broadcasts
He researches and...

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From the eyes of Shangri-la and words indited in bulletin
spoken by  bellwethers and imagery on broadcasts
Felt the passing of breaths and federation menace.

The scourge abided by cause of hooliganism
By a group of libertine, 
Held, ye plot to an affright baker’s dozen bams.
He who fended...

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