Best Cruse Poems

Farewell, au revoir, goodbye, convivial summer. 
The day is late now, and the breeze is warmer. 
A vacant ocean-side barricaded motel. 
Wild geese are soon flying in lines as well.

Vacation homes drop their literate barricades. 
This rich sweeping green tone will soon fade. 
In this season, buds and fruits are...

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The late night storm rushed into the valley,
Pouring down, 
Creating the sleepy ambiance only a mountains lull can provide.  
The crisp damp air crackles to life at lights first caste over the mountain,
into the valley's scenic overlook.
This...
this was the type of Bedford Morning Dr....

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feral lotus focus
ferocious locus
hocus pocus proportions
bogus contortions
notions that are hopeless
clueless and helpless caution
careful not to touch my foolish Johnson
useless toothless rush of jarring jargon
ill gotten fruit rotten loot bargains
a fierce farce thrilling scar gardens
watered by the crying moon's nightly opus

meaty power ball bonus
eat on the...

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I was going through the year feeling just fine, while writing my rhymes. Not a worry not a care, nothing to bear. Then here comes spring such a wonderful thing, didn't have an idea of what it would bring. I believed, it would be outstanding....

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Space is final frontier 
Like through ocean in age of sail
Spaceships cruse through space
Of course some dangers they also face

Math is fundamental to everything 
Whoever possesses most of knowledge is a king
But math that we don’t know exists in abstract
And there is really no end...

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Could it be that im crazy in love?
Are you what my dreams are made of?
Ive fallen into you head first.
With one simple kiss you broke my cruse.
From this day forward ill never leave your side.
This life is to short my love for you will never...

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hey pete
by Michael R. Burch
 
hey pete,
it's baseball season
and the sun ascends the sky,
encouraging a schoolboy's dreams
of winter whizzing by;
go out, go out and catch it,
put it in a jar,
set it on a shelf
and then you'll be a Superstar.
 
When I was a boy, Pete...

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What was the crown of thorns fore ?

Why was it hammered to Jesus’ brow ? 
Like forcing a nail through a piece of wood.

Was it a badge of mockery toward the Jewish leaders?
 Fore pressing Pilate to crucify a man he proclaimed to fine no...

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Tired of frolic
and the beaming sun,
the snow and ice retreat;
returning the pond nation
to its peaceful co-existence.

Toads once again sit
majestically upon their naked 
rock thrones—no lily pads here.
A lone insect glides by
and is slap from the sky
by the welcoming frog’s tongue.

The ducks again cruse 
the soothing...

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Freudiana

Famous poet Barclay Cruse
curent toast of New York salons
wears tinted glasses and Italian shoes
and composes doggerel for subway johns.

Acclaimed a purist by his colleagues
hard-edge painter Geoffrey Pyle
earned during Summers spent at Antibes
covert commissions from Armstrong Tile.

Junk sculptor Cranston Bold
collects mufflers and I'm told
often edits his...

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There is a great epidemic
sweeping across the land,
that convinces foolish minds
they are bold and grand,
convinces them mere existence
makes them legendary,
I’m talking now about the cruse
of unearned self-esteem.

You see it in the young folk,
most still under twenty-five,
taught all their life they’re special,
Into this line they buy,
proclaiming...

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i like the way you do girl, 
Like your moves and your thing, 
I’m taken to your way, 
It breaks me, makes me sing. 

You are my height, 
With you, I’m might, 
We are in sight, 
Of love’s hot kite. 

We can cruse right to...

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A bottle held loosely in her palm,
she's so tried from partying all night long.
Her "friends" wrote cruse words on her face.
Behind her lips is the vodka's after taste.
Around her on the floor are red plastic cups.
Behind her someone lays in throw up. 
In the morning...

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Oceans apart
In a sea of love
Are these battered hearts
Plummeting into a deep blue dive

In my mind’s eye..
Project your instagram
Through tears I cry
Your living hologram

And now..
Your thoughts are with me
And I drown
In memories of who we used to be

I’ve become..
As crescent moon calendar’s
And passion’s succumb
To unrequited...

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The hustle of the
Khyber pass
Dusty 
Dirty
Traffic chaotic 
Pori’s border
Like the ground
Soaking up my foot prints
We move beyond
The bus is silent
In this barren landscape
I look upon the discarded
Shells of war
Interesting
I identify shells
From many wars
Like a walk
Along a beach
After a storm
An high tide
But the storm 
Still thundering
The...

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