Best Falutin Poems

GENESIS


On the writhing shoreline’s shifting sand
The thrust of the immovable hard land
Under the foaming white wedding dress of the ocean 
Resolves their differences, puts their destiny in motion.

In endless rhythm of sheer strife,
The soft  all-pervading giver of life
Swells o’er the sure-faced surface of her...

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The primacy of love is 'totalmente' undisputed,
An authority of orderliness in a tumultuous society,
A powerful dose to subdue war;  
A conspicuous symptom of our world's malady.

Love 'originalism' is not 'paternalism' but an explicit form of 'maternalism',
It's not a brimborion expression nor a vacuous indoctrination,
It's...

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Hoity-Toity 
La-Di-Da 
existence desired 
never able to obtain 
the coveted lifestyle
high falutin pompous 
arrogant attempts made
towards obtaining the 
obscure illusive snooty 
characteristics of the 
desired social class 
of the ritzy aristocract 
sitting a top their thrown
looking down upon the lower 
class of society...

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Twas a little piece of heaven in a bigger spot of hell,
Nestled in the bosom of the Sierra Nevadas.
I wasn't sure just what planet I had just landed on,
An alien invader in a strange mountain fold.
Oh, they looked at us with those skeptical stares,
Knowing full...

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Hyperbole is a hi-falutin’ way of saying exaggeration
“All filled up” will work quite as well for saturation,
What’s the difference between edict and declaration?
Puppy love is merely another way of saying infatuation!

If you are aggravated, you are suffering from frustration
Sneaking in where you don’t belong is...

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Poet took a high-falutin' leap of faith,
   amidst a big swig of moonbeams
   dabbling toes beyond starry galaxies
Milky Way spun in translations
    Pluto still looked oddly perplexed,
Big Dipper gave a smart **** grimace
    wondering what...

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As the cost of gasoline we’re computin’
To Vladimir P. it’s been imputined

Whereas that’s a subject of much disputin’
I’ll leave the solution to the high-falutin’...

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Is free verse poetry or 'falutin name for prose,
In truth, perhaps, more saunter in the park?
A tawdry muse that's dressed in Sunday's store-bought clothes,
A mud locked boat aspires to be an ark,
An uncut diamond lacking heart or ring,
A song, perhaps, no troubadour can sing?

Not saying...

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Newtonian physics say what goes up must come down
sorry not in the camp of horn tootin, high falutin clowns
justice serves only to rebuke you, not too astute of you
when youre bragging of genetics, a sword in the mouth can cut the lips 
can gag you...

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Charge d'affaires struck by lightning bolt

While high falutin dip low matt
flying his kite insurgents
planned coup d'etat
clear out of blue, a devilish
forked, jagged, knifed
dagger "O" type electric current licked

more'n the pants off harried envoy
clear rants heard
all the way to Timbuktu
damn donnybrook loosing mayhem
special averred ambassador
last best...

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Voluntary unconditional surrender woke...,

Viz hitting yours truly,
when yokel egghead doth jinx
whereby ye cannot comprehend figurative
wimpy vainglory, unequivocally, tectonically,
smoldering resentments I stoke,

he doth bare his soul no joke,
no matter insight doth severely challenge
cyber surfing passersby, who attempt
to interpret courtesy
mental torture doth invoke

brutality, difficulty, futility gobbledygook,
heavily taxing...

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Palindrome Poem...Reverse Verse about our Perverse Universe
(flip gravity.. what goes down must then come up - sorry..read down then back up)


"In this place we all call home
Monstrously Machiavellian
Doesn’t have to be 
Islands of strangers
Ominously Orwellian
Tribal totems & talismans tome
Demagogic
Or
Pedagogic logic
Instead could still see
Rangers free from...

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I lounge about, walk about, crocking
a hymn of praise or two.

Heaven, is heavenly,
or is it a fake and fanciful heaven
created
for fanciful and fake poets?

I sit by a sweetly flowing stream'
a host of gay vividly colorful flowers
speak to me
in the high-falutin language
of antique songs.

It is wonderfully...

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My poetry may not be high-falutin,
but sometimes it is rootin tootin;
sometimes it it sweet and sad,
sometimes it is awful bad.

Just as beauty is in the eye...
a poem does not have to justify 
itself to you or me, 
it just simply has to be.

Dedicated to those...

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Planet in flux…it sucks

No refuge..Scrooge rules..

Stooges subterfuge deluge..

Fossil fuel fools..

Poleaxes..then relaxes…

As the earth burns..

As it turns..on its axis..

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Us schmucks battling....

Puzzling...prattling clucks...

Aloof to proof....daft defiance..

Shucks the sleuth of science..

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Glower at their ivory tower..

Cruise ship trip fillip..

Dour baby boomer power..

******

Absurd herd..cans compliance

Uncouth trampling truth..

Nip & tucks alliance..

Mottled...

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