Best Bullhorn Poems

she was all like - there's something i have to tell you
but before she gets to say it
his ex wife shows up

he's all like - she's going to be staying with me

she says - for the weekend

he says - for the summer

as he walks away...

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What is love?

The North Star guiding
a lost seafarer home
or the Siren’s song luring
him to the rocky shores?
Is it frolicking in the moonlit 
nights in a field of flowers
or trudging across
an arid, scorching desert?
Is it a freeway to bliss and joy
or a meandering trail
through a rugged...

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The reason the radicals are slapping labels on you.
Is because you're strong and refuse to be silent.
One thing they love is a dog that rolls over.
One thing they fear is a fighter who throws down.
Never give in to the bullhorn -cancel crowd.
Never be silenced because...

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One liar said to the other liar,
“That’s some shaky vanilla truth,
I heard you done cold call sold.
With these lying eyes, do I scream with glee ... 
you left girl honesty 
hanging altar jilted at that reveal wed party.
Quick thinking on nimble toes!
Very cadaver clever of...

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My name is Johnathan Payton
and this whole mess started last year,
went to a game in Baltimore,
to watch some football, drink some beer.

Was waiting for my ride to come,
when a young man did approach me,
he pulled out a gun and growled,
“Give me all of your damn...

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Only on his palm were cowries
And thread-cloaked bullhorn found.
Only on his neck we found 
The  coral beads of truth and courage.
Only on  his hands lies the
Pearl of selflessness and 
Emblem of  Pedantry.
Only on his waist we found
The girdle of love  for...

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meteors
shooting stars
the Pleiades
Orion's Belt
the Little Dipper
the Big Dipper
stars
galaxies
the moon
satellites
police helicopters
sirens
a bullhorn
time for breakfast!...

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A politician using a bullhorn
places it over the mouth

  Though given the stuff that comes out
  it ought to be positioned down south...

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A Convict on the Loose

By Elton Camp

It was eight o’clock and we’d settled for the night
But little traffic was passing so our street was quiet
One of our favorite movies was just about to begin
When Eye Witness News abruptly came breaking in

“It’s a serious announcement that...

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What is love?

The North Star guiding
a lost seafarer home
or the Siren’s song luring
him to the rocky shores?
Is it frolicking in the moonlit nights
in a field of flowers
or trudging across
an arid, scorching desert?
Is it a freeway to bliss and joy
or a meandering trail
through the rugged terrain
of...

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after painting the town,
there is an odor in the air
untouched and reeking of
uh oh

unfinished business can 
always break through 
the smokescreen 
substitute

when the spike is thrown
back in the air, where it 
lands is where life left 
its bullhorn

the peaceful dream excursion
is over, and the acidic...

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Disappointing Setback


Six long months they worked
sixteen bright and eager minds 
planned our art event.

Artists looked ahead, 
painting, framing their great works
for our yearly show.

Then the day arrived;
charcoal, moisture-laden clouds
shed their dreaded tears.

Bullhorn blared the words
heard with sad and heavy hearts...
"cancel the art show."

Artists packed their...

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I have heard almost nothing about New Year Resolutions
this pandemic year;

Although personal sound waves are filled
replete with incomplete invitations
to take better health care
of personal
and social
and economic
and democratic
and public
and green climate nonviolent communication
wealth optimization

As we move post-millennially
and relentlessly,
perhaps as inevitably
as any self-fulfilling NewYear resolute expectation,
standing win/win...

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That time of day when sweet birds songs intrude
And thoughts of yesterday warm my minds brood
I turn the page to days when love was true
Your voice on my heart was a sunny coo

But now the light of day turns wintry blue
The hearth is cold where...

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A pufferfish is soft, roundish-sluggish.
Some even say slightly clownish.
Seemingly an easy target...
But when provoked it puffs up and flashes a set of sharp spines.
If engulfed, it'll stick in the throat of its bullhorn aggressor.
It's also highly toxic.
When predators attempt to cancel it, they'll likely die...

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