Best Cockeyed Poems

It has stood for decades along the county gravel road.
Skittering mice and barn owls now call it their abode.

What was once a stately building is...

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The Mariner's old salted-air skin,  leather tight,
on a mast-hard frame of bones
and flash flood rushing blood,
faces ice-fed winds bouncing his ship
and helm cockeyed on...

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Didn’t digest my all-dressed pizza
Suffering now from insomnia
A touch of every possible phobia
Mostly of ravenous bacteria 
And humongous tarantula
O yes, and the sordid mafia
Did I...

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I don't suppose
the white hums of summer
will ever out strum the blues;

but here before me,
two colors mingle
in polite harmony-
spouting about
like versed chums
over black coffee

so why...

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It's cold here.

It was cold long before
Winter arrived
harsh frigid stares
as people passed by
subtle cues
to warn us off
send us packing
"This is not your neighborhood-
you are not...

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With flaming lips and fingertips
casting words of cockeyed quips
behind a face powdered in white
preys a jackyll with teeth that bite

rouge on cheeks, evil guile at...

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It continues to befuddle my inquisitive mind
why many of you have attacked and maligned
vaccines, and have decided to become aligned
with other naysayers. Are you physically...

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What???...

To get someone to read my poems… Contests there must be.
They must be bleeping nuts thinking I can follow all those cockeyed rules.
Out of a...

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Twinkly bunch with loaded school bags
Ambition injustice and itching their backs,
Cunning those faces in front of the gate
Heedful pupils well-chosen apparently late.  
A fistful...

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Where are my shoes? I can't find my shoes!
 Where have I put them? They're impossible to lose!
  OMG, I'm ashamed! This is awful!...

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Opinions are like rectums, everyone
Has one. Sadly, blockheads have them also.
It’s what comes out: profundity or thrummed
Beliefs that make all the difference. Know
The truth and...

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miss leading lovers
deceptively virulent
cockeyed pandemic

Brian Johnston
July 29, 2015...

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we have a clock up on the mantel
it's right just twice each day
but, when you get to my age
i guess that it's ok
i don't need...

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Sweet Becca Lucas told me recently 
My silliness makes her roar
Confided though, if given the choice
Prefers my serious poems more

My comfort zone has always been...

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When You See Me
“When you see me smile,
All I do is pile
The S*** from the dim
And from the dead within.

When you see me cry,
And people...

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