Best Cudgel Poems

Sarah’s Story - Mental Illness

Sarah, the “Crazy Lady,” was a familiar sight,
roaming the streets any time of day or night.
Her foul body odor announced her...

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I'm going to try one more time
To write an intellectual rhyme
Some with complicated words
Most of which I've never heard
Words that cudgel my brain
So I can...

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Dice, the goddess of morals, asked her mother, Themis
Why there's divorce, gambling, abortion, and alcoholism?
Why should dehumanization, like a Bloodstone, beamish?
Why should knives of nemesis...

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Let us discuss the circus alive in the theater of your conflicts,
the Master of Ceremonies cremates caution
in the center of curiosity's conciet
where birds bleed songs...

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In the sacred river.


I was born into polytheism,
Where Yemoja was the deity;
The goddess of river was the anchor
That held the village to life.

Her shrine was...

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In the shower of dawn's
Slow daylight, kissed by
Angels locks, there came
A wave of bird sounds, 
Then barking crafty fox

And I in nature’s orchestra,
Amid the fusty...

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Blind and numb like death 
dispenser of cudinatis, enemy of 
the masses of mascara! 
Made possible by holy 
wizardry not in white Man's land
but within...

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Walk here with me
Along a strand of island in the sea
Let your heart drink like a leaf
From this mighty river
That shaped the world's relief
Listen to...

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Tell me dear, gently
And please possibly
Truly and fastly
Mind and heart concurly
Must  make-up not routinely.

If ever you change
Tour mind and heart must dictate
Not the cudgel...

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Whenever I'm around you,
my hot brain became cool.
Blood, bone, veins functions well.
Its a remedy to my sickness.

You're more than a girl to me.
You're more than...

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based on Elihu Burritt’s “Christmas in Germany” (c. 1850)

You find a hand-built chapel among small homes
constructed by children. But what children – 
vicious young ne’er-do-wells...

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A wild pagan, the wind, a spectral masseuse,
  Blunt cudgel and claw dipped in liquid frost,
To corrupt and ravage the pit head columns,
 ...

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Born shackled with globe sized
yoked millstone around my neck
rivaling the world Atlas shrugged,
or outsize boulder Sisyphus

eternally obliged to toil uphill
steepest mountain side
in concert with
Battlestar Galactica...

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Like A Fire Cat - Teaser Taste Of Spring...
Did Fistbump With Ole Man Winter

Once again, this fella alights
this poetaster and trots out weather,
nope not cuz...

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Stuff never children with lots of details,
Enough is done if we teach the basics,

Provoke in them a desire to learn,
Yoke them never like treating a...

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