Best Drum Roll Poems

a woodpecker drums
     from his perch on the high pole---

       cracks in the silence
          of a sunny afternoon
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You don't have to be blonde to play this game
shamefully displayed in acting so vain
Barbie and Ken sitting high on their pedastal
adventurous comments on lifes megaphone
meglomaniac's fallen star status
their image of worth has somehow entrapped us
sad sorry game of walking advertisement
their ruse is the same,only...

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What is the baseline 
  of your life?

How deep is the chord structure 
  of your meaning?

What is that riff that no raff 
  can destroy?

How long is your drum roll 
 —at the end?

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)...

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