Best Digit Poems

Unlike the number one which stands as one straight line,
the number I am thinking of supports three other lines on top of it,
and these three...

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The difference in saying you,
a great big unseen pointed finger, or we.
I didn’t know. Some figurines
wave while others scrutinize with wizened eyes.
The analytic panics, hairs...

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RODIN’S NEW ICON

Should Rodin live today would he be inspired
To sculpt a marble sequel to THE THINKER
Modern ethos means fresh image is required
To become an...

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I’m sick of hearing from old Bill that I’m a whimpish sort of bloke,
Because I don’t care for rodeo’s and can’t relate to outback folk,
That...

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My New Years resolution is not to make any more New Years resolutions!
I've made 'em in the past but they died on the craggy shoals...

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“I never travel without my diary,
One should have something sensational to read”

5-4-11: I never knew about the above quote of Wilde
But an event in life...

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This Time Last Month

A customer
Opens door
Bell lets out two rings
That smell of books
Telescopes
Globes and other things.

Travel guides
Atlases
Maps strewn everywhere
Customer
Breaks fourth wall
Speaks as if you're there:


"I...

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The rib of Eve is fashion's price
A sadistic trap of six-inch heels
Some masochist's torture device

Or for added bust appeal
To wrap the torso so austere
And lift...

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recklessness attacks ego
fury attacks soul
adrenaline attacks viscera
middle digit attacks upward
foot attacks accelerator
vehicle attacks vehicle
hand attacks pistol
lead attacks flesh
remorse attacks fury
gavel attacks sound block
inmate attacks inmate...

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revelation of revelations!
an ordinary morning til..
discovery of discoveries 
brittle chrysalis
upside down, branching
breathing, pulsing
I pause and
inspect the
pupa’s fortress
tight and hard as 
childhood memories of
milkweed pods 
splaying,...

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O foolish Amerikan klan,
who hath Klux bewitched thee with pale poof?

Kluless to the celestial truth,
Love immutable is infinity grand

Children of the Aryan band,
what doth the...

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A world in need of spiritual balm
 Many have lost the way,
 Your faith may give you a lift
 When from the truth you start...

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The Power of the Tron 

Said the Big Computer to the Human Computee:
“Without me, sir, you must concur, 
Wherever would you be?
I tally all your...

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Waiting waiting waiting - but to whom?
For the dark, nights groom?
For the sleep or to night-
Or waiting for a new bright?
The lazy dreams are walking...

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The little hand, the big hand,
The numbers all o'clock;
The way the seconds move 
With every tick and every tock.

Explaining the positions
Showing 30 on its face,
A...

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