Best Carrot On A Stick Poems

A giraffe approached
We necked

An elephant met me on the jungle path
I stored many thoughts in his trunk

A monkey smiles at me
Now I have no more bananas

A zebra wants to discuss the issues of life
I replied, such things are never black and white

On a boat, an...

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GRAIL

each has their own prize
tucked away in a wish
deep in the inscrutable heart,
it rises from time to time
like a treasure only seen
by the eyes of innocents.

it rises up unbidden
to remind that there is more 
than a, nose to the grind stone life.
allotted to a new...

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moved around so fast
outran traces of my past
contacts I'd amassed
with little hesitation
lost sight of situation

not stabilizing
life without compromising
'til next uprising
left holding tight to what was
searching out the next just cause

tangled up in lies
slim prospects can agonize
tear through the disguise
certainly no going back
when all planning goes...

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Carrot on a stick

        event horizon of self,

        veils of ignorance......

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My hubby is a workaholic,
he's addicted to his job
He loves to put in a lot of overtime,
tacked on to his normal 9 to 9
Working double shifts, 
come holidays he never miss
He loves to stay late,
vacations he refuses to take
My man is a workaholic,
he never calls...

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I am a teacher

Eager beaver

Full of beans

I build bridges

And burn the candle at both ends

I am a teacher

Cap in hand

Full of the milk of human kindness

I fight tooth and nail

To make my pupils see reason

I am a teacher

As hard as nails

Face like thunder

I resent cheap...

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How is a rainbow formed?
Can you explain where the colors come from? Why they fade away?
Next time the rain brings one into view, won’t you pull it from the sky for me?
Travel to the moon and send me back a piece
Give me a moment alone...

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had been chasing the doughnut on
the coffee shop counter…zooming
along fresh & tied to a piece of
fishing line…the carrot on the stick…
the crumbs from the table…the
bits & pieces left over from the crash.

grew up lonely, not accumulating 
kisses, but learning from the looks &
failures of others,...

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I am a singular event 
Occupying a particular span of time. 
I am a concrete mystic 
And an incurable skeptic 
Seeking an approximation 
Of peace and domestic tranquility. 
I am a Slavic soul brother 
Living the American dream. 
I am a low rent raconteur who...

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Maybe, just maybe, upon your return
We can travel across the blue, cold ocean
Where the salt compliments the sunset at the edge
With the pearl from the oyster and grain of sand
Perhaps then we can climb to the mountaintop
Passing along the way, a snowman with a carrot...

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Walk before me now,
    keeping my commands,
    my statutes and my rules:
    your throne shall be forever.

But if you turn aside,
    go serving other gods,
    then I will cut you...

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People like the thought of Karma
It gives justice some magic
They rule out Providence completely
I believe that is tragic
To them it's far fetched
That God can teach you a lesson
Or look down on creation
And find ways to give blessings

They want pain for wrongdoers
On a system like gravity...

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Life's but a tired merchant,
devoid of all but the most barren, cracked wares,
peace is but a carrot on a stick,
in lands where poisonous, gaseous winds,
fly frightfully above the barren sands,

And the taps spout burning plumes of gas,
roaring, rushing gusts of fire and ash,
whistling the war...

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*Basilisk's Support Group*


On the train to nowhere. 

Tracks leading to the end, of another bottle.

Down goes the soupeur, knowing where the express leads thee.

Remaining complacent in a steady, off the rails attitude fills the gaping truth.

Steady like a sawed-off snowman with the carrot on a...

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-The King's Dead-

Suddenly, I see. Chicken pox, is full of bandwagons.

Not the biggest reach for a climb to mount Everest.

It’s a bold statement with eternal boundaries.

Headshot, then I freaked it.

Mess my life up fam.

Don’t appreciate the sound of silence when the wind pipes down.

Working on...

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