Best Bys Poems

It was a lovely summer 
the garden was filled with butterflies. 
Whammy the caterpillar was full of joy. 
He climbed the tallest stalk in the flower bed.
 Maybe he could see the beautiful butterflies. 
They might even play with him. 

“Hello” he said 
as he...

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breakfast with the mafia
an early burbs Thursday
we watch them through the window
trying to figure out what they're saying
 
eating their new york bagels
while they plan and plot
we are watching for drive bys
making sure we know when to drop
 
one looks like Jr Soprano
he gets out...

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The first
close-up of Mars      was 1996  since then-
a flotilla of  fly-bys   orbiters     landers     and rovers

fourth planet from the Sun
    roman God of war it is...

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We are the neighbors
Who live down your street
We are the ones 
Who your kids love to hate

We are the ones who actually sit outside
Watching our children while they are at play
Making sure all of the children
On the street are behaved

To many drive-bys by gangs
Over drugs...

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anniversary, bird, change, courage, immigration, mystery, sky,
 'Geese' Hiaku: 'Ode to the Canadian Goose'!

Canada’s Geese © HAIKU

All Northern Geese ‘crop’	
Seasonal tour ‘reruns’ twice!
Returning again!


Flag-poled Staff © HAIKU

Two pilots each tour
One Canadian goose ‘flagpoles’ 
Two tails split ends!


Canada Geese Fly By! ©HAIKU

Touristic ‘fly-bys’ 
Soar far north...

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My love is light (a fairy kiss?)          
               Like the pressure of sunbeams on your cheek, 
     ...

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Mars the fourth planet from the Sun and named after the God of War,
      The first close-up was in 1996 and since then a flotilla of orbiters;
Fly-bys, landers, and rovers have been looking for existence of life,
   ...

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Those spoken words that can't be taken back come back as incendiary 
attacks.  How many rough relationships must one go through before one 
finds smooth?  Is it me or you? Don't be fooled. We are the key ingredient 
that our kids feed on. Do they...

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"Look at the old lady over there
She’s ugly, mean and grumpy too”
Sneered the passer-bys on the walk
Then they heckled and laughed like fools.

“Listen to her curse”, they scoffed
And it’s said prior too she wasn’t this way
Considerate and caring so they’ve heard
And a beauty in a...

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Cold hands, shaky breaths
Sir, do you shiver at night?
Sad smiles from passer-bys
Your dull eyes used to have light
But now you wish you were just blind
Demons in your head
Your bruises still red
Ma'am, what happened to your bed?
Ripped clothes, dry throats
These roads aren't just roads
These stains on...

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The heaves and the roars and the sighs
Are less frightening to passer-bys
Than the terrible moans 
Of the hollowed out stones
Which bring forth the dead sailors’ cries.


The sky in the west has gone red,
Dyeing rocks on whom many have bled
Men defended their homes
Legends filled foreign tomes:
Devil’s...

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Now this is a little story of the caravan that rocked
Whether parked in roadside lay-bys, the locals were never shocked

They travelled from the Highlands and motored so far and wide
Exercising their freedom, oh my! that you couldn't hide

They lived just south of Ullapool, and further...

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i’m lost.

wandering my mind, hollow now.

secrets tucked in the seams, invisible to passer-bys.

each step leaves an imprint behind,

dust settling into the crevices left by my toes.

the world empty,

immune to stolen glances between souls and half-hearted exchanges.

peace swept away,

pushed to the side by an old broom...

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I Hate Poetry

I really dislike poetry
certainly and honestly do
deliberate obscurantism
damn words, don't you know 

whinging exultations
agonising extremes
low language of life
love and loss themes

free verse especially
a cop out I'd suspect
debility of mind
the dearth of intellect

why even bother
you depressive waste of time
we have all loved or lost
so...

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I walked down the road and through the tunnel,
To the train where we walked so many times before.
I smiled to myself remembering the past,
Then comes the sad reminder that you’re not here anymore.
I sat on the train alone this time,
Numbingly staring at where you should...

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