Best City Gent Poems

It was the night before Christmas
Not a sound was heard
Except for the sound of Mods
Discussing the Foxestalk message board.

The subject was a Christmas party
Which happened every year
There was always panic among them
As the dreaded day drew near.

Who should they invite?
Will there be fights a free...

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When Autumn Begins 

20 hundred hours…is that nautical enough for you? Evening sky was marvelous, 
I should have been a painter my anemic words cannot justify the awe the world 
still can offer us who are not blind. Blaring horns, the road back home is...

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Come walk with me
in this wind littered park,
please don't kick the skimpy rose bushes,
God is everywhere watching,
lipreading your foul words.

We can be romantically attached
to our thoughts,
share, collaborate,
speak each other's words before
we know we have.

Pond life chokes upon its own thriving.
Savage are the dunking ducks
who write...

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