Best Crookedly Poems

The old man sighed
Sitting on a rock next to a pond
Crookedly balancing Yin and Yang between his eyelashes
Conversing with the Lady of the pond
Jade eyes and un-wrinkled time
In Her beautiful face
Held in his hands
An old fishing rod

Bamboo
Bends and flexes with the times
It holds and catches...

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On an as is where is basis, we fell—
down the elevator shaft of the day,
into the buzz of a fluorescent hum, the smell
of reheated takeout in cracked Styrofoam trays.

The descent began when the train doors jammed,
and I was stuck staring at my own reflection—
the stale...

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There is nothing weaker than water
But none is superior to it in overcoming the hard,
For which there is no substitute.
(Laotse, "Nothing Weaker Than Water", Lin Yutang, trans.)

That weakness of mind and body overcomes strength
And uniting co-gentleness overcomes uniform rigidity,
No Yang does not know;
No yin can...

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Quietly, the memory of my grandfather manifested itself,
In the colors and shimmers of the Holy Spirit, 
I saw his human face,
The familiar lines, the flesh,
The pair of oceanic eyes, slowly blinking 
Smiling,
Like a heavenly beam
Splashing upon a humbled earth 

Though I was interrupted by the...

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RAIN AND FLOOD

Raining all through the night,
Mum and Dad kept busy 
wading water .
Soon, the flood overflew 
 the wooden bench we 
Sat on. And nowhere was
Safe again. Soon again,
The cock crowed crookedly.
He too was drenched in 
Rain and flood. 
    ...

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Cascades of stretching autumn ivy
snuggle close to the verdigris hardware
of an intricately carved, but sun-bleached
walnut door under a collapsing portico.

Droplets of sweat trace jigsaw trails
through the clinging film of dirt, revealing 
the white of fluted pillars looming crookedly and
hunched by centuries of unappreciated exertion.

An eerie...

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‘ Legendary …’  ( Part  4 (of) 4 ) 



Now, that the Maiden was Unaided, Quickly, ‘He’ Located, Her Craftily
Beth, was in A Flurry, Too Much in a Hurry to Hear Turning of A Key 
Alas’ … The Happenstance of Harm, at the...

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In this crooked chair i sit
at this crooked table
at this crooked desk
and write my crooked thoughts
looking out the crooked window
out onto the crooked crooked street
thinking about how crooked the world is
when suddleny is top and realise
the crooked people arent crooks
everything is crooked
crooked jails
crooked hospitlas
crooked business...

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soon all that will be left is a jar with
 a vertibrae and rubbing alcohol.

  methusela growing long exo-sceletal fingernails
 in his seven hundreth year steers crookedly.


 soon all that will be left is grocery isles filled
with bleached teflon he says.

rows of miraculous white...

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Once there was an elder who possessed a fortune vast.
He was the proprietor of lands he had amassed,
dwellings and retainers and a mansion huge and wide
but with just a single doorway to depart outside.

Though this house was broad and spacious, it was in decay.
Yet it...

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Crookedly cunning,
Hurtful and sly;
Always a liar:
Risky to buy.
Lacking integrity,
And a willingness to try:
This true chameleon,
An artful scallion;
Not likely to change,until he die.

                       ...

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an old shed leans crookedly in the tall 
grass.

  a door is lifted and opened.

 like a warn vinyl record to the needle 
rusty hinges 
snap and crackle as they turn.  

  between slight variations in tone metallic
 
yesterdays speak through hinged...

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i could not find muscle in your milk
so i starved until i found out that 
bread was just as good. 

i could not hide a moth in a whisper, 
so i learned to speak loudly and throw
things across the livingroom.

i could not wait for tomorrow...

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in the back of the bus they sit akwardly across from each 
other. the smell of pabst and pall mall cigerettes magnetically repells against strawberry 
revlon lipgloss and hairspary.  he is trying not to hear her headphones blaring fergy and she 
is trying not...

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in the back of the bus they sit akwardly across from each 
other. the smell of pabst and pall mall cigerettes magnetically repells against strawberry 
revlon lipgloss and hairspary.  he is trying not to hear her headphones blaring fergy and she 
is trying not...

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