Best Fine Tooth(A) Poems

Pete Kovacs was a cop based in Cyprus, a small mid-western town
Nothing much happened with regards to crime from sunup to sundown
But on the 4th of June a couple came in to report their daughter missing
They were visiting Cedar Lakes on a break, for a...

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Past unconcerned hens that distractedly 
Scratch
Under frowning protestations from the
Sheltered Lee;
Into the cloaked shadows lain across the 
Cobbled courtyard,
Behind which squats the twisted form of
The old brooding, arthritic apple tree.
Past the neat little cow-byre 
Hosed and fastidiously scrubbed out twice 
A day 
With a fine...

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Me and you without a clue
Of half the things that we'll go through
From early morn till late at night
Side-by-side through this life
Riding high this Tilt-A-Whirl
You will always be my girl

Up and down in and out
Both of us squarely spinning round
Clearly not a piece of cake
Making...

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Wally’s going to the mall today to buy some things he needs,
like toothpaste, soap, and bubble bath, and packs of flower seeds.
The first thing in the store he sees - the big long escalator.
He says, “I’ll not ride on that thing with teeth like alligators.”

Pushed...

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Sometimes I wake up feelin' like Jordan, Jackson, Earvin, or Brown
Yeah one of the Michaels,
So I analyze how my day will play out
and how will my night go,

I'm a certified street disciple,
in a topsy turvy world
some days I roam dizzy on a compass called "...

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I’m leader of a Bluegrass Band
A tough critic watches each show
She’s always out there listening
Hears goofs that others never know
 
No reviews in the Newspaper
But after the show, when I’m home 
My wife always gives her review
Caught it all, like a fine tooth comb

She’s heard...

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The key, for me, must be those onion domes.
Concentric skins, like Russian dolls, contain:
they don’t obtrude.  Defensive rings explain
the posture.  Let’s not bother Sherlock Holmes
with this one.  Save Bill Bailey’s fine-tooth combs.
They feared for Minsk, like others fear for Maine.
The Wall was...

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Growing up in purest innocence
Greeted as a friend
Groomed with a fine tooth comb
Grabbed unexpectedly
Groped involuntarily
Grouping parts of self
Gripping deeper fears
Grinding self image
Gritting teeth
Gryping of opportunity lost
Grifting gratification
Grappling with truth
Grieving childhood missed
Gripping reality loosely
Grousing silently
Graduating in faith
Grinning of small hopes
Granting mercy
Graced with love
Jaw Relaxes

9/17/17...

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no shortage of familiar metier real
     (material) aye attest
welling up within thy breast
merely a predicament how to winnow

     junk bonded barnacled
     accretion encrusted
     amidst gems buried
   ...

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We've got fascists on the left
Nazis on the right
Supremacists in the middle
All dressed up in white

As commies come in colors 
That are hard at times to see
They're still a colorful array 
Of daily catastrophe

Socialists here to tell us
As a matter of fact you can
Take candy...

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Waste not your time 
On worthless fears
All is illusion anyway.
We  ceaselessly conjure
Make believe worlds 
That care-take the insecurities
And the incertitude of our divinity.
Endless lifetimes
Of unfulfilled dreams,
Fold in upon themselves
And stack neatly in the tombs of Cathedrals 
And Ancient temples,
Knowledge and history repeating itself. 
Record...

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M.K. was character as boy more so as a man
His sister Mary Alice was away
Boy they would have fun this day great game plan
Stay hidden from mom no toting water today

Two weeks later momma from kitchen calls
M. K. fetch in water from the deep well
As...

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Laying here with her
thinking of another
Feeling Low-life's grip on my lobes.
the pulsating heart-beat of pressure.

Let go, Let go!
She wont, she can't, she knows not what i do.
Inevitable,
My first.

Not loves First
Just situations, experience.
Stolen from me
in a way.

She took it from me willingly,
and i gave it to...

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Always envious of gifted individuals with neat hand printing/writing

Gnome hatter heroic measures taken
moost ludicrously asinine,
nonetheless hoop fully
me legendary penta meat herd bovine design

of modest fellow (me) will endure as divine,
no matter not one bloody poetic line
pertains to original (above crafted)
storied title of mine
completely buried under

thick...

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SIFTING REGRETS

Bright coloured buckets— yellow, red and blue
Tiny holes underneath—sifting sand breezing through
Children on beaches, simple treasures of nature
Beautiful shells revealed simply-- effortless labour

Sifting circumspectly our lives with a fine-tooth comb
Examining—separating debris – our island home
Wasted years, accumulating material clutter
Relationships, precious moments - time closes...

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