Best Couched Poems

A tad over three blocks down Merion Lane
on the left is, an idyllic Cape Cod.
I must've passed it a thousand times
my own picturesque, perfect, postcard...

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How can I fetch what's inside me?
It's a mental scream I can see,
They had poured fear through my mind's crease,
Tears swell deep ache, I grieve...

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STORIES TO LIVE BY

Oh! tell me tales that lift the spirit, energise the soul
Inspire a faith that gives the strength to drive toward a goal

Let...

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You want to hear me say I’ll love you forever.
And yes, I well could say those very words to you: 
For after all, they simply...

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Tho’ the soft voice has an aristocratic tone,
the haughty attitude ain’t no street gutter different:
Being rude ... dropping shade

Dark keystroke mood, 
shallow indigo indifference shown
Another...

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This is a long extended night,
   The stars all hibernate,
The blustery gusts revolve around
   The dreams which suffocate. 

Now the torrents...

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Get the 'Nick' of Prime.. Transforming TV time.'
With questions well 'couched' what's the take' all about?

Negating generic preconception 
Being His signature intention

Shaking the Quo is...

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I live in America, as in the United States of America, and that used to mean something. At least to me it did. And it’s...

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Masked maiden
In lacy black frills
Manacled, chained
Sensuous thrills
 
Birthday suit bare
Heavenly toned
Sweetened and ripe
In wanting groan
 
With her laced black fan
She lures with her scent
He slowly...

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Philosophers, down the ages,  
Have strenuously tried
To figure out language:
Their numerous narratives polarize 
Into two Grand narratives, a binary:
Language is referential / differential.
This binary...

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GHANA!!!

The blood sacrificed for our sake is being betrayed 
The landlors can't benefit from their own rich resources 
We starve on the green space whiles...

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For Old Star-Gazer Master Khayyam – a name like Shakespeare’s for “some” other giants – Part Two


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A Chinese girl I took to a nunnery

			I

I led her
Her silent leg-irons cutting into my shins
That day when the air stood still
Dry as the day...

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glad 
in crux 
near the gloom
that light nudge me
when it gets anxious 
concerns that might leak out 
my burrows are firmly couched 
not a fiend...

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a cavalcade wept ashore with frenzy like a beastly bus
oblivious of tribes who blissfully dealt without a fuss
triangulated within an ever narrowing pen
contaminated, decimated, eradicated...

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