Best Dash Off Poems

I wrote a great book, part memoir, part novel
Shopped it around, I ain’t too proud to grovel
Got kicked upstairs to a big publishing head
He invited me in, and here's what was said:

This screed you call Crack House of the 13 Gables
Is one long rant mixed...

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In late hours when I should be sleeping
Peacefully beneath the down duvet
My mind races on and tumbles over words
And thinks of things I've yet to say.

It starts poems running through my head
With endings just a little out of reach
And so I stay awake and write.
My...

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Our eyes met across a crowded room
You blew me a kiss and it lifted the gloom
Strode over to me and asked me to dance
I held on tightly – wasn’t missing this chance

The attraction between us now is woken
Our eyes conversing the only words spoken
I pull...

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Birdsong wakens me at the crack of dawn
I try hard to get back to sleep until the early morn

Heading for the bathroom I ‘tinkle’ on the loo
On rousing I think its something that most people do! 

Straight off to the kitchen and I turn the...

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T railing along a serpentine lane, curiosity allows
H unt of one mysterious journey where  glimpses trace
E vening's silhouette reflecting a dream-like scenery.
 
H eavy vines enshroud an old manor’s archway
A s I peep quickly through its blood-stained corners --
U nderneath, ravens  hover while...

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“A poet’s pestilence – dash off from him away!
He is sickness and, because of this,
you, crazy, bring on home the plague
but you don’t know the verse bacillus is. 

He’s garrulous, a tawdry trouble-maker,
plays rattle in the gaper’s front,
the rogue who wanna burn with water
and now...

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When writing a poem every day,
You shouldn’t let time slip away.
	For what is required
	Gets lost when you’re tired
And thoughts tend to wander and stray.

Yet hours at times disappear
When events and constraints interfere.
	So you dash off some lines
	Hoping when the sun shines
They won’t sound quite as...

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Eldest daughter – I Praise

Twenty two years ago
     December twenty second,
two thousand eighteen
"star student" born
this papa (and most
     likely thee birth mother)
     initially felt ecstatic,
dramatic (yes frenetic),

and careworn
as freshly minted parents,
  ...

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I recognize they spot my back I undeniably do

Running keeps you in shape, when you’re stressing run, and my watch signals time to escape

When the handgun is fired you dash off leaving the opposition thinking what is he up to

Say goodbye leaving them high and...

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pickle a paper and print paint playfully pointing pins
Knitting needles in a fish and chip shop is about as useful or as necessary as eating a soup with a spade. Dramatic are the arriving interludes of splashing drops of juice omitting from the clouds above....

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As my tripping footsteps
enter deeper into the path of intense darkness,
I start feeling the trance of trepidation
and much despised misery 
seaps through me with a sense of admonition;
the night owls cold eyes immovably glare
to confine me into their scary stare...
until I dash off rapidly!

Sunrise,come quickly
to...

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Cabin Fever door closes five dollars,
a-Bag Used Book Sale
Sunday, February 23, 2020
hence less than twenty four hours
before avid readers bewail
foregoing scampering across Hillandale
vital poetic proclamation

yours truly doth broadcast,
albeit apologize short notice,
while courtesy warden
at Highland Manor Jail
gave scant time regarding
voluntary convict generic male
i.e. hastily dash off...

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(earlier this January 18th, 2019 belatedly
to acknowledge my LX birthday.)

Mine eldest sister
as I continue in the circle game
of life, (ye dear Amelie
McGeehan) darling dame
a modestly lofty poem I aim
to dash off (while riding away
high in the sky - belay
ying at Macht shnel blazing
saddles laser optic...

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Rise before the rooster that is caged in neighbor’s yard.

Hitting my knees before I open my eyes I offer up a dream prayer

            of thanksgiving.

Bump my knee hard against desk as I go into...

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It begins in horror
A common laborer who's skin is stained
    With the sweat and grime of work
Slowly limps through the crowded aisle.

He frightens all who looks upon him.
        A chilling sight
The sweat and grime from...

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