Best Cribs Poems

Himalayan  Trip-Trap

They poured in,  before the deluge
To surpass the natives in numbers
folks in their  cribs -through-hearse  stages, 
trusting like kids, ...

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Where will you be when the trumpet sounds

When the call comes with an 
amazing surprise
A shout is heard by all who leave 
these grounds
And all...

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Woman 
legs ~ breasts ~ thighs 
hips ~ lips ~ eyes 

Man 
strength ~ muscled ~ arm 
masculine ~ grit ~ charm 

Children 
fun ~...

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(Thank God, when I posted my poem a second time , I could enter it in the contest. But I am retaining my old post...

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If I were to stray from the straight road,
meander along twisted olden paths
let me not see an ordered place
like some new grown garden
designed by some...

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15/04/2018. Slam Time Man


Im only a novice at this Slam style man,
So I’m gonna go hard on your so called Jam
Your slow n sloppy style...

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The Dolphins in the sea dear Lord, they dance for You

They dance for You, I know they do....

Trees which sway in the breeze their rejoicing,...

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You told me I was not just average!
But when told that all one's life we
are...
We define ourself as such.
Till some metaphysical angel blows 
the cobwebs...

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July is the month of monsoon rains in our part of the land when there will be incessant downpour and flooding in coastal areas and...

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Look at the 
younger.
Look
at how they
operate,
how they 
Interact.
Half by 
technology
half 
by human.
They are 
different.
They are
smarter,
with instant
knowledge 
at their
finger tips.
They are
different 
with how
they see
the world.
The divide...

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1.  Always aspiring to authentic answers
2.  Belief begins, only to end
3.  Calls the crow, 'never, to'
4.  Drifting like October leaves
5. ...

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Outside the sterile nursery I stood,
looking in.
So many snuggly swaddled newborns asleep in little plastic cribs;
my eyes hungered for only one . . .

A nurse...

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Of all the minin' camps in old Colorady, the town of Tin Cup was truly,
With all its gamblin' halls, brothels and sleazy saloons the most...

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It is the PROMISE OF NEW KINGSHIP.  THE END OF FIGHT  'Til an unending bloody finish.
The BEGINNING OF THE MIGHTY QUEST TO END...

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Dried sand eclipsed over the Season’s fall, 
sullen rhyme sings singer-birds over scale,
the storm-dance sprays dust against broken wall,
To the hat-worn folks, sorrowed, narrates tale;
Done...

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