Best Cartridge Poems

tap of nails, slide wood, pull drapes 
stains loiter in round mug shapes

water sipped, books stack, words leap
hush wizened pages, neighbors sleep 

journals, confessionals, down...

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The wizened hunter had but one cartridge
remaining this was no trifle matter.
For he’d been attacked by a hungry horde
of rats when he took shelter in...

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Incredible Product Warnings

By Elton Camp

Far from folly this hair dry warning is keeping
In telling snoozers, “Do not use while sleeping”

Thinking of putting a curl in...

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He is wizened, shackled to the horde,
Trifle deaf,  he would loiter use mordacious words,
Owned cartridge of film that would elicit laughter.

06/04/2017
Contest: eight word contest....

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The Virginia Hermaphrodite
(Bennet’s Farm, Jamestowne, 1629)

Your Honors, Gentlemen of the Council,
Ask me– how it is that I am brought here?
Stepping out of church, bothering no...

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A cartridge filled with a horde of shackled emotions, am I,
Trifle feelings loiter within me, until she elicits them out,
Wizened by time, she knows that...

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Revenge of the Office Copier

By Elton Camp

I started to make copies of an important report.
Just as I commenced, it sent a printed retort.
“Though I don’t...

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A cartridge filled with a horde of shackled emotions, am I,

Trifle feelings loiter within me... until you elicit them out,

Wizened by time, you know that...

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The beggar

Wizened by lack, more than by age
The old blind beggar, who does loiter our streets
Unknown to most, is the legend
Behind the tales of Joe...

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I look up.
Twinkling lights of night keeping me awake,
Burning bright into the night.
Why would you lie,
Twinkling lights of night keeping me awake?
Cartridge on cartridge rotting...

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hidden not to elicit 
a trifle response
spiteful mordacious
shackled on a horde race

cartridge loiter about the ground 
wizened with years


4/3/2017...

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Their numbers drawn, the backwards lottery
Almost none were aware they were playing

Assaulted by the poisons that save them 
Hairless children with steroid-swollen cheeks
Feared stigmata of...

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(More Pun-ishment)

The difference between a Fine and a Tax
is really easy to tell!
A Fine is a tax, for doing wrong!
A Tax is a fine, for...

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the pen,
soulless,
stilled
with
chewed cap,
and emptied cartridge,
as my yen
burns like an addict's fire,
palm sweat on parchment,
syllables, prosody,
sans serif mind flow,
while demure muses
whisper soft moisture,
follicle and promise,
into my...

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He said "she writes with broken pens"
He thinks his cartridge died so he's looking for the end
She typed 'I love you' but she never did...

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