Best Executor Poems

The flush of spring has bought new life to romp in greening feed,
along the border with the forest where domestic flocks do breed.
Managed through the...

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Scene 1 - In a cabin on the Mountain side: 
      " Kenny, you ol' Food Dog you. How was...

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Supervision is an answer:
Yes, I know one superdancer,
But it is also the limit:
He and she are 2 unlimited,
And they dance very good too,
We can see...

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Of my life it’s been four long years of never-ending trips to the facility, you name it, in and out and up and down and...

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I want to make you laugh God
Have you ever laughed so hard that your belly hurts?
I want you to enjoy my poems because you deserve...

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PEARLS OF PERPETUITY 

Memorable jaunt, one never to daunt.
Returned very gaunt, yet pearls she doth vaunt.
Pallor didn’t want. Now spectre doth haunt.

Calligraphy font of eccentric...

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In prepping for a funeral 
The family gathered in the hall
They sat there all mourning
Even though it was nightfall

He had eaten lots of vegetables
Yet, he...

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God cannot intervene in sovereignty 
and the boy will plead no innocence. 
Seedlings  cannot control the wind,
in birth the Oak has called their name
...

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My life passes by in an instant, 
A lighting strike, 
An immediate presence then gone, 
What has brought me to this point,
 I will miss...

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Rising, a second ahead of stead, fine timing of executor
Horse gusto momentum, mortality a trot towards death
Tied up apple placated decades are dust obscured
Gallops a...

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for my Mother


After the failed attempt to kill herself,
She gaveled up a parliament of owls,
Repurposing every cabinet and shelf
To house her blinkless treasury of fowls.

What...

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Tis the late June day
Which bring flocks
Their subconscious intentions
Obfuscated by the lingering dimensions
Flaccid ideals and breezes
Traversing gingerly through
The ancient elms
Seeded by the pulps of history
They...

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Dazzling at the gong square, 
In the heavenly rhythmical waves.
All eyes await to see the wonders
Just like okoto the movement was
That led to the raining...

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I wish not to be the president
For I shall not sleep at wish
I wish not to be the lawmaker
For I may break them

I wish not...

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(earlier this January 18th, 2019 belatedly
to acknowledge my LX birthday.)

Mine eldest sister
as I continue in the circle game
of life, (ye dear Amelie
McGeehan) darling dame
a modestly...

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