Best Dozers Poems

The night is brimming with lake water fully moon-laden.
Sparkles and dashes of diamonds clutter her surface.
I am delighted at the prettiness of the outlying forest.
Surrounded by beauty that enhances my glorious mood.
 

We fell in love with temporary aspects of this forest glen.
Inspired to have...

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The S.E.A.T. planes look like Vultures as they circle over head,
Dropping tanks of slurry over glowing trees of red;

An orange blaze crests the mountain top, then swallows the valley below;
As the smoldering ash floats back to Earth, it almost looks like snow;

The roar of the...

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The road to my backyard is long and straight
Evergreen trees abound and provide welcome shade
Home to myriad birds, butterflies and the bees
Last summer their branches were sawn off, without notice
The orgy with power-saws lasted barely a day
The trees shorn of foliage, the limbless torsos remained
To...

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i kill your 
ambitions
i kill your 
motives 
i kill your
fantasy
i slide in between
your most 
wanted desires 
and tear em down 
like bull dozers

i bring all your 
fears closer 
and damage you 
crack i love 
your pipe 
crack i love 
your life 
crack
you feen for me...

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  Where sets the sun again
far from the din of Port of Spain
  shadows fall on the plain.
And on that plain over I strode
when the wind its trees winnowed
  up the old Eastern Main Road

  Now in woodland D’abadie
in this land’s...

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This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the building of the W.A.C. Bennett Dam. “This Was Our Valley” tells that...

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" We Shall Not Be Moved ... "

( Ezek. 3: 7, 8, 9  /  Heb. 10: 32 - 39 )


Through All Infirmities
Through All Adversities
Through All Emergencies
& Empty Lies of Enemies ...

Through Great Enormities
One Thing's A Certainty:
The Almighty - Immensity
... Of Everlasting-Arms Entity ...

......

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Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler,
nocturnal  venturesome brushstroke sort,
they paint sound and city pastel,
never at a loss for inspiration,
weather neither bar nor barrier,
in the face of whirlwind snowfall,
freezing ice, torrential downpour,
within themselves, he, she, they plod on,
hardship is adopted, never cast aside,
while...

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If I were an animal the great panther I would be,
Sleek and lean and shiny up there in my tree.
My claws of steel that strike with speed,
Only for food I preciously need.

The jungle my home my heritage here,
Passed down for my cubs that I hold...

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All children gather,
'pon Eostre
...and it's Gregorian majesty incarnate
to view the remnants of the mighty hare.

To view the symbol of the modern spring;
...(and it's victorious savior).

A savior, whose torn scraps
still linger 'pon the tractor's wheel
...and the "dozers come to take his home.

The children see their spring...

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Institutional Jargon

Strait lined jacket, 
A wheelchair line-up peruses the pasty walls
In synchronized fashion
Secured by schedule 
Where the pristine uniform
Clicks heels and strides with purpose 
Adorned the fob with pen in pocket
To check the clock and the parade
Of faceless dozers where faraway tellies drone
Dismissed the saline...

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A dreamer from nowhere
Waiting to go somewhere
Dreams are left bare
Because in my heart is fear
Always pleading for so many reasons
Risers rising, sitters sitting, dozers dozing
Stuck in my own period
Yet connected by one life
A step followed by another
Movement still ongoing
Though no one is leading
So many tears,...

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Time don’t smile
I accept with open arms
The hardships wished upon this child
Time won’t smile
Scars for souvenirs
Symptoms of a lonely mans mile
Time don’t smile
My senior year nearly lost
I promise it’s everything but false
Generosity of a kind mans heart
Sacrificed happiness remaining the cost
Two wrongs don’t make a...

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The leaves rustle still in Letsby Avenue
Though how they do, no-one I know ever knew
Nobody crosses it, no-one walks through 
And nobody lives there and never will do

Curtains hang limp for they’re torn and tattered
And pigeons now coo from where windows are shattered
Only young thugs...

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I can hear the dozers in the distance,
droning across another mountain top.
Someone needs one hundred ton of wood-chips,
so dozer droning never seems to stop.

I can hear the chainsaw in the distance,
trimming down logs to load another truck.
Someone needs one hundred ton of wood-chips;
another mountain has...

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