Best Bunyan Poems

Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers Minnesota
Before Paul Bunyan flattened it
To resemble North Dakota.

Paul's blue ox Babe was equal to
Most anything he'd ask.
A job...

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 As I was about to enter the frontier of a forest
I was greeted by a Bunyan tree at the very entrance
It started talking to...

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Thump, thump...thump, thump
Your heart beats with internal impediment
Making each breath a struggle.
I see your pain,  I feel your anguish,
I dearly love your determination to...

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A Dedication To He That This Old Poet Truly Admires

Hardened was his sad heart when a mere lad-
 Never a kind word, all seemed very...

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Hope, a window 
in which to see 
tomorrow's sunrise. 
The door in which 
to enter the kingdom 
of possibilities.
The balloon floating 
over a stygian abyss.
The...

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My  mountain man was born in June.
He could do everything, even lasso the moon.
No problem was too big for him to undertake,
Even if it...

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9/9/17


Don't f*****
Push my buttons

Really, really buzzin
Often high and drunken
Just trying to function
Stand in the way, and your ship will be sunken

No time for interruptions
If it...

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There once was a mule named Samson
He was as strong as he could be
He won all the strong mule contests
In the entire state of Tennessee

That...

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Extra weight no longer a problem for shallow water, 
We bulked up for the next leg of our journey, 
Water containers, even some canned goods
An...

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©2010 (Jim Sularz) 

Was it by chance or pure circumstance,
that the path I took, led me far out West? 
An island hop, a drifting castaway,
with...

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Here's the story of Paul Bunyan
But I'm gonna tell it my way
Some people probably won't like it
But I guess that'll be okay

Paul Bunyan wasn't really...

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Pro Patria Mori

Missouri volunteers bit bullets, watched
as Santa Ana's baggage washed
their brazen hair, hip deep
in the Rio Grande.
The ancient river moved across the land
Like slow...

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Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a...

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Tribute To Youth And The Days Imagination and Boyhood Dreams,
Poem One- Inspired by my own youth, also by Mark Twain's,
books, "Tom Sawyer" and his, "...

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Suns fading across this sky while the clouds weep to noone passin by,
 
And still I think of the days we made out of dignity,...

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