Best Coaxial Poems

In a moment there was time a child could grasp corporeal and gracious
It stopped and I carefully gave non notice to educasees
that paused me to bleed blend assinine inaccurate aforementioneds
to preprocure a mule measured primrose pathos of interposes to analyze the ex ever jutaposes of...

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Honey,
please don't even try to get me interested
in your Cranial Ontology Department.
You know how the name itself
puts my brain to sleep.

Yes I noticed your tendency to snore
when I am thinking out loud,
with tender thoughts about glial climate cells
holding up all that neural landscape in your...

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Rollercoaster On The Scenery

Life rolled along on another day’s roller coaster
Two steel rails and rubber wheels forged the way
Speeding along a narrow path from mountain top
Shadowing the vast lake below in green
Left bank is scenic with the pines
The right side is a wall of rock...

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After the Election

I switch off the post-race pixels, daring them  to awaken
disturbed sleep  presses chaotic  highways into sheets,   I awaken

the squirrel scurries  across the coaxial cables 
chubby jowls desperate to outlive the chill, a cat awakens

I lift the compost...

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I was noticing that those in the Unitarian Universalist Association,
with which I am more or less anonymously affiliated
in some far too abstract way for personal comfort,
believe in three prime sources for their (our) truth search,
rather like a revised holonic trinity,
equally at home for Buddhist monk
or...

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lemme git down to figurative and virtual brass tacks 
and risk introducing this veritable unknown citizen, 
   who feels Trump stacks

odds against supposedly “making America great again” - 
   vis a vis when pool sharks queue balls with top dollars on...

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He watched her die from a measured distance;
carefully calibrated and guaranteed to keep the
anguish from reaching his throat with its
steely fingers and choking the remaining
compassion out of his cowardly body

Sharp eyes still taking in the carnage despite
the geographical buffer; keen ears recording the 
groans and...

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Showering sparks, indigo and lemon hued
Sashayed coaxial sambas on orbs that quietly died;
When fell the crush of sable, black as pitted olives,
Palm leaves scraped the sundown, a vision blurry eyed.

Farewell to the sway of dusky thighs and loins
Burnished to a copper tone by the Spanish...

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Are They Twins?

By Elton Camp

To moms with children the same age
This foolish question can bring rage

Some irritating, grinning woman begins
“Oh, how cute--tell me, are they twins?”

“No, I found the extra kid in the parking lot
And on an impulse, I thought, “Why not?”

But, if in that...

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A rhetorical question finds me ask
king (to no one in particular) why I bask
with recollection the names of blank
exclamatory staid grade school crank

key teachers approximately
     42,0480,000 breaths aye drank
fifty years ago (most whose names frank
lee listed below),
    ...

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A rhetorical question finds me ask
king (to no one in particular) why I bask
with recollection the names of blank
exclamatory staid grade school crank

key teachers approximately
     42,0480,000 breaths aye drank
fifty years ago (most whose names frank
lee listed below),
    ...

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Let us not singular sinfiltrate our
over dosed mind measures
of all our predisposed socio-patterened
downfalls we have domesti-inherited
from our DNA dumb nulls un an
appreciated elders of **** ascent
beings of a post/past anointed anomalied
bereavements pushing presumptive
present tense postured atrocities  
future follied fornitude frenzies to
cry contain those all...

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Dharma dice roll dreams
Karma coaxial spread sheet
Afterlife.com...

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major minor life
coaxial sublime state
    tranquility pools...

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Time bomb time womb times
Dark light spaces between our
birth life whisperers, tangent told
and tried by ego-etiquette egadathons, 
yet we all fall short into how we hold each other
side by side in a sometimes listless sublime 
treasure trove of banal love designs
claiming a socio-coaxial critical correspondent
climax...

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