Best Dean Poems

Leonine, with whispy fur,
So soft it’d make a human purr.
Squinty eyes and button nose,
no stranger to a model’s pose.
Stalks the halls of Sarah’s lair,
a life of ease sublimely fair.
You may think he’s just a cat,
But we all know he’s more than that.


[Written in honor of...

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We flip through one hundred and eighteen glossy pages of magazine people.
None we know.
Wait!  Was that Dean Martin?
A throwback to the 60’s.
False alarm.  
One more page of people we do not know.
Why do we take these magazines?  We ask each other.
We do...

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I was never much for country music
but admit ....I liked his style
Each morning I remember him
though he's been gone a while

As I gather round for breakfast
I feel so blessed to say
Jimmy Dean will live forever
in our homes from day to day

So tell your kids about...

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Youth and broken glass
Smearing Highway 101:
Other cars just pass...

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dean wood,
 is no good,
chop him up,
for fire wood.




a rhyme my mum used to sing to me when i was a child?
go figuire....

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Here’s to Dean, who works out and eats greens

and still fits into all his old jeans!

Though he’s over the hill,

he sure gets quite a thrill

he’s more buff than he was in his teens!


For the anything green -The Limerick- Poetry Contest of Skat
(by the way, I...

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My James Dean lookalike
Where are you tonight?
Do you remember my smile?
As I lived within yours

Those walks downtown
A granola bar, a cigarette and me
Initials within a heart, while playing guitar

Three years ended within movie star memoir
Photograph memories of love
Everywhere, what I wouldn't give to see my...

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The Nightmare Of Marcus Dean


      Marcus Alouitious Montgomery Dean

      Dined on bowls of chocolates, doughnuts, bagels and cream.

      Until one night he awoke with a scream,

    ...

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Youth and broken glass
Blood on Highway 101:
Other cars just pass....

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James Dean an MGM dream 
Sprawls unseen towards the door
Tipping his hat Hello Mama and that 
He shuffles his shoes to the floor

Shakespeare a play McBeth he should say
a dagger towards his hand
His glasses allow great gaze over brow
a method actor's clap on demand

Due East...

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Hey Jimmy, what is your story ?
Was your death private or gory ?
Why did you decide to die ?
What was the pain & what was the lie ?.

I see you were only twenty five
When you chose to kill your life
Where red dirt roads and wheat...

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Mean to Paula Dean

Why should we be mean to Paula Dean
To us in America is the cooking queen,
Who used a word which was a no no
I had heard from Sunny Bono and Ono.

Just because it happened to be her,
To your big brain did it ever...

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Crimsworth Dene

Light relieved land stamped down and raised mounds and hidden folds, revealed the valley’s follies, farms and sunken rivers.

The bright afternoon eye-level sun painted radiance on the dead leaves’ shimmer, rainbowed the waterfall’s joyful spray, and drew eyemotes floating into dancing stars against the...

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I
Roger Dean at a South African college
And team, caught our singularity
The black hole, so Einsteins Relativity
Does not apply here, physics' knowledge

II
Amazing that at the center of our Milky Way
There is so much outside of usual gravity
Space-time, if a fabric, has massive debris
One of these swallows...

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(parody of the hit song sung by Dean Martin, “That’s Amore”)

When the moon hits your brain like the whoosh of cocaine,
That’s psychosis.
When delusions galore throw good sense out the door,
That’s psychosis.

Bells will ring (Ding-a-ling-a-ling! Wing-a-ding-a-ding!)
As you string yarns together.
Eyes will roll (Total load of bull!...

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