Best Fine Tooth(A) Poems

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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

   ...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Old and bent when she sat in her gooseneck rocker
Waiting for the angelic shout to call her home
Grandma was best described as very prim and...

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