Best Eaters Poems

Turmoil
God awful gut wrenching 
nightmare riding
turmoil.

Throat clenching
acid rising murder of crows,
False importance on the trivial grows.

A gag reflex of learned fear
turmoil roils hurricane high
calms counterweight on the psychic scale.

Taste the bitter bile of discontent.
Far fetching fowl…
fouling the content
eating the brash bits of joy
Turmoil....

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This poem was inspired by Dr. Mehta's poem on Childhood Obesity.


Our Mom made us sit and sit
Until we’d eaten every bit
She said “there’s starving kids in China
Africa and Asia Mina”
We kids said then send it to ‘em
Broccoli, spinach – we don’t do ‘em
But Mom, she...

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1.
My grapefruit tanned
toothpicks
bow above
the five-day flattened
spot
in an olive shag carpet
tracing grandpa Leo's 
blueprint,
with one encapsulated
toe –
this is the femur, this is
the head,
this is the fist, the ring
finger, the soul.
I search for any blunt
white quivering slivers
of Caroline's purported
fly fetuses.

2.
Huddling behind the
corpse
of an old hospital bed,
a framed...

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“Pictures could not be accessories to the story – evidence – they had to contain the story within the frame; the best picture contained a whole war within one frame”. Tatjana Soli, The Lotus Eaters

“There is a widespread belief – one with no historical or...

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HE WEARS A COAT OF ASH
ALWAYS TALKING 
TALKING FAST 
LIKE A SNAKE THROUGH THE GRASS
HE SLITHERS AND CRAWLS 
HE SLITEHRS AND CRAWLS
BUROWS THROUGH THE WALLS
WHATS YOUR NAME  
LETS PLAY A GAME 
I’M INSIDE I’M INSIDE
TRY TO HIDE
I WILL SEEK 
GO AND CRY 
GO AND...

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A litany of states have we been through
and countries if one counts the past.
From eras gone we came as people who
could turn the soil and make a life at last.
We sailed from bankrupt English mines
and Irish tubers rotting in the ground,
to Ellis Island like human...

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There’s a universe in my universe
And it’s making me very mad.

You’ll have to excuse me for sounding terse,
But the meaning of this is bad.

If everyone that has ever been known
Exists in a parallel plane,

It only makes sense that some have a clone.
It’s too logical to...

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Noses all upturned
the potato eaters sit
beneath a lamp suspended
from out of the gloom.
Van Gogh's search for inner light
began with the Dutch peasants.




~~~~~~~~  for Abe Lopez contest  ~~~~~~~~
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Devours
Flowers

© Apr 05 2010...

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SHOUT OUT TO THE YAM EATERS

I listened to their melody
Which for me is a malady 
Still I listen to their rhapsody
Which is nothing but fallacy

They tell us they make law
But they're thieves to the core
They fight one another so raw
Even their suits they tore

I thought...

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The Lotus Eaters page 1 of 2
        (This is an original fiction by Earl based on the fiction by Homer.  Part 2 of this is in a 2nd. posting) 

Northern unkind gales forced, with no care to...

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The Lotus Eaters - page 2 of 2

   Fed them the one food they adored.  In fact the only food they had in store.  Lotus blossoms, lotus leaves and lotus wine from lotus trees.  Lotus plants grew everywhere and made...

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The fury of suspense
Neither dare mention
Once the moment presents
It's clear their intention 

Day in and day out
Both trying to achieve
With the same know how
And allotted leave

Bearing obligations
That fade by day
When both imaginations
Discretely play

That fragment of time
The flock divides
The last two in line
For a thrill seeking...

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I made peanut butter and jelly
for Jane whose feet were very smelly,
because they stunk sooo bad
I got darn piping mad...
my lunch stayed away from my belly!...

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hands bony and coarse
honestly earned bread 
labour on earth
no  crime no corruption 
elementary
fingers knuckle out to obtain 
large platter of boiled potatoes 
pouring the cold brew  
intense faces rapt attention/
/ vibrancy layered with dark-
ness /soft gentle lines windows spread to eternity
weathered table rafter...

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