Best Caking Poems

Ending a hot day
On the back of a lizard
Crusty desert dust...

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Five after four in the morning. Night-sweats
rumple silk bed sheets. Vague cusp ‘tween night and day
blurs chiseled contours of sanity’s sharpness.

Dreams half-way loosed into consciousness...

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she remembers
each morning
caking it on her face

gave her confidence
made her feel stronger
stronger than she really was

like warrior paint
she caked it on
primed to face the day



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Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that...

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Nature's dust,
Caking softly white
Silver rust,
Upon globes of grapes. 
Protective, 
Wit' her moon powder, of
Autumn's gift:
Her purple sugar.
Aching heart!
Poison'd blue & red,
Nature's blood,
Seal'd in winter's grape.

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Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
even countless less well...

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In the midst of the lies and tricks

While others idolize some despise the rich

To get some dough people will lie and snitch

Ski mask way, sit...

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In the early morn
I hear the birds sing
Crows caking aloud
Dove's singing their songs 
Blue jays calling mates


This birds complaining 
Then the geese honking
Flying in the...

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who felt incorporeal storied power 
   of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid 
instructing hypothetic rich kid to drop out of school 
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Twenty one years of Suffering
Lies sprawled on the tiles
In a scarlet pool
Reflecting the moon.

Scarlet droplets
clinging to tangled black hair
How peaceful she looks
How content that smile
Tears...

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Croaking and stroking,
joking and smoking,
he became a king,
he began taking,
while he was busy making,
and raking,
all around began shaking,
the plots to overthrow began cooking,
and around him...

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I am returned to the heart of worship
To the tong teared flesh and searing whip
To dust like lice caking hungry lips
To the greased rope that...

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Croissant making
Bread baking
Yeast slaking
Crust caking
Bread

Potato
Pumpernickel
Whole wheat
Enriched white
Bread

The smell of it
You will have a fit
Fresh from the oven
Your Grandma’s apron
Your mother’s way of buttering it
There is...

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thought I'd always love you
couldn't see another way
Please don't hit me
I love you
I would say

Didn’t know that love was not supposed to hurt
that crying through...

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