Best Buffing Poems

If these four walls could talk they would say..
I'm so sorry that I'm driving you crazy today
there's so much on my chest, I've much to...

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One DIRTY BIRD COP and (our) cities burn... again
now the far lefty loons are flapping about wanting to defund 
and even ELIMINATE police forces all...

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You left to prey on another innocent heart,
and yet, it came as no surprise;
after all, it was your signature move.
My subconscious was willing to overlook...

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He chooses his medium and tools carefully:
It's oil and sable promises today.
He lays it on thick-haphazardly.
He folds then unfolds the unframed canvas many times
into the...

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Twelve steaming appetizers, artistically set.
Seven sea morsels in a bird's nest net.
Great pies of meat cooked in butter and sweat.
Puddings and pastries and a heart-thumping...

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I’m building castles in the sand
on the shores of a grey, grey sea.
The clouds have gathered overhead
and the shells are wave-washed clean.
Footprints wander down the...

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Darkest night and longest hours:
Hours to labor and
Hours to trip in the primitive ooze of repetition
Hours to catch up or trade for spare minutes,
Hours with...

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my curiosity  coaxes me into sneaking in
to this cubbyhole built under an old robust tree
a rumor I heard,  there’s a clandestine
so, I ...

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Winged Vamp – for contest


Hey, who’s in charge here…?
I need a serious makeover,
spent a summer eating a very…
well….green diet
put on a few ounces..
had some of...

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There's a stash of swag and bling in lady liberty's lamp
and if you look closely enough her tablet says:
To succeed you can grind along or...

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is that the spearman swinging 
his weapon to and fro 
and is that the giant weeping 
down and down he goes

that smile i remember
everytime you...

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Allow those sunrays
Bypass through the lenses
Compose up my window  
          Buffing 
Agree to those blends...

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Tucked away in dad’s back closet,
Stocked with polishes and such;
Dad would let us boys come work,
And learn to earn a buck.

He taught us work had...

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this is how I am blazing
life goes through fazes
everyone around purple hazing
customers around me grazing
hoping that I am slanging
reality is amazing
so many could be craving
my...

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We go through a period of time
When God is working through us
Whether it is buffing us
So we can shine
Or giving us things, gifts
God is going...

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