Best Ft Poems

"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you ardent followers
scholars, world leaders, 
all manner of dignitaries and 
my...

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I 

See the phone towers with the lights- 
Glowing lights! 
What a world of mischief and sorrow their pattern foretells! 
How they twinkle, twinkle, twinkle
In the icy air of night! 
While the clouds that are gray
And so boring, seem to snicker 
As they watch over...

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Rare hidden gem in Florida
Home to Thomas Edison,
Harvey Firestone; Henry Ford
America hidden blessing
Golden history landmark Royal Palm Hotel
Where the rich and famous relax
Palm trees sway proudly on Edison Ave
Caloosahatchee River 
Where you can go to escape the world
Cry your blues away 
City where the tropical...

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There is no Sunday west of St. Louis
And no God that’s west of Ft. Smith—
So says the frontier adage that’s truest
And confirms the last Old West myth.

Wild Bill Hickok had him a dead man’s hand—
They found John Ringo ‘neath a tree.
Billy the Kid was shot...

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Light fades from their eyes
As flames light up the skies
Heavy smoke clung they could not breathe
As the fire took trees grass and seeds
Embers burned and fell like volcano ash
Raining down on top of the city streets
Daylight became like the darkness of night
All became smoky and...

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"The Thinker - FORT WORTH ZOO July 1980"
What's on your mind? You scratch your head and stare,
as if perhaps you've known me all along;
and in your eyes, yes, I can see it there,
a silent thought, that something must be wrong--

behind your glass--spotlighted for the world
to...

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It was that of a ride.
That of a lady by the side to which caught the eye.
That of her toes that was red to the color.
As she was the most beautiful on the ride.
Her hair long and wavy as her smile lights the room.
Her body...

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Ft. Nicholas

I was living just outside of Fort Nicholas
one of the very strong holds of hell
they built it high on a mountain
even higher than I can tell
but I don't think it was high enough
to escape the rancid smell
of the blood that filled the valleys
from those...

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When I was six-years-young
The attack of the fifty-foot woman was born.
I saw the signs, of course, but could not imagine
Why anyone would be afraid of a fifty-foot woman
having no concept of how women behave sometimes.

I do not believe I saw the movie until I was...

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It's another universe out there:
a snow-scape of valleys and hills
with a marshmallow floor you could
almost jog on, as solid-seeming as 
the world we've just left.  Drifting, 
drifting, like a snowflake, slow-motion 
in a space where there is no time, 
no missing element in the...

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Taint/
There was a time when I felt like wealth 
all I needed under my belt, 
like why the f*** do I care, 
look at this Gucci I wear, 
like a movie directed by Luci, 
I’ve become less a begger and more choosy, 
the center of...

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Ft Leonard Wood Mo.1961
Combat Engineers
Miracle Man
10/18/2024

Most days we awoke feeling quite asinine,
choice wasn’t to get up or remain supine.
The bugle was telling us rise and shine,
fall in formation “cruits” and ditch the whine.
After a five mile hike you’ll be feeling fine,
with their way of thinking...

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Waves crashing
Against the shore
Hear the power
Hear the roar

Wind blowing
Birds take flight
Stars twinkle
in the dead of night

Feel the sand
Beneath your toes
Enter a reality
No one else knows

Waves crashing 
Against the shore
Can you feel the power?
Can you hear the roar?...

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I
Cattle Egrets have lifted my Spirits
Here in Ft. Beaufort, dirty, not dirt
BY choice, folk in small spaces
Hide from Civilization, national mandates
On Environmental Courtesies and Policies
But these birds survive and thrive
While feces flow from poor piping and bad human habits
Making shacks (for income) in backyards
In Sunny...

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