Best Dept Poems

Please take a vacation
to our neck of the woods.
Perhaps you’ll move here
and lose your worldy goods.

The tsunami like waves 
over your body will wash.
Likely to...

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Written with sorrowful memories of the war taking
place inside the one I loved ~ through his perspective


I spent time with a friend in a low...

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A true story.

Here I was,
23 or 24...
Classed an "Executive"
NYC Dept Store Chain,
"Executive" label meant
I could work overtime
For one half of my normal salary...
But a fool...

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LAUGH IT OFF

BERNITA THE BOLIVIAN COUGER

BERNITA SHUFFLES OVER TO THE MAKEUP COUNTER, WITH GLASSES SLIDING OFF HER NOSE AND EYES PINNED TO THE SALES GIRL...

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As we are all part of the same verse,
languages to belong by diverse.
When the pen is mightier then the sword,
rhymed words are the crown of...

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the serene people whose ease of manner
once made him yearn and confabulate
are laughable cartoonish and piteous now
could have been much worse he said
as his last...

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My Broken Life

All my life I have been running from the sting of the knife 
My Dad never provided enough 
Which eventually just made me...

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Mark Halliday

Son of a California Englishman
And a small-town Utah Mormon.
In his youth, nothing extraordinary;
Later served in Europe as a missionary.
Pianist, marching flutist, then a Guitarist;
Enlisted...

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My fly cast got caught on my fly.
The hook hurt so bad I did cry.
   While now in much pain
   it...

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DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY

The euphoria of sorrow gathered momentum;
Anticipating the arrival of the streamlines,
No holds barred for imminent tears
Turning a happy face to a nightmare...

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Technology is matter built to mind our fusions and confessions of relaxation, tie up the man who believe not what you believe, and praises those...

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I lie in my bed 
In the late evening
When it came to me,
The news 
I was far asleep
But the dept of the news woke me...

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Eric Mottram on the American literary and cultural scene during 1965-66 while he was the recipient of the American Learned Societies’ award for a year....

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#33

the moon falls west-ward
the tule fog saunters east
summer ends early


New Siblings

puppy petite gold
bouncing around black dog's space
I know you’re in love
 
#25

Swimming in spring fog
wind...

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Poetry is activism/Penned in prison/Gleaned from prisms/I been in this system/Where the scene is livid/Pedophiles, thieves/Fiends and killers/It seems forgiveness/Is a religious construct/The Dept. of...

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