Best Gamely Poems

I stepped into a cow pie, back a year or so ago, and I did fuss and cry!
Or so I am told… Then I found a Dragon egg, and as you will surmise… 
The plentitude and size of those pies, unfolded before my poor, sad...

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(Part 2 of Trilogy for My Father)

We stand on cemetery Astroturf
strategically placed to spare us the dread hole,
snow scaling the tops of our shoes
to compete with the ice in our hearts.

The old priest’s boots peek from beneath
a cassock that dangles below his parka.
He jokes gamely...

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Be not soft upon the morrow
For the maliciousness it contrives.
The future beckons unending sorrow
To gamely catch the vulture's eye.

'Tis the destiny of mice and men
To be laid waste by nature's curse.
Where foolishness belied of ink and pen
Will by the margins burst.

Persist not in vacuous dreaming
To...

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The archers’ line was straddled,
By many a shapely calf.
The Marshall called the nocking,
And winked at the pretty lass.

The Maiden drew the bowstring back,
To her ruddy cheek,
As she fired her fledgling flights;
They heard the fair Maid "Eek!"

Chorus
"Sing Hey Ho, best beware!
Hey Ho have a care,
If ye've...

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IMPRINTS
(Part 1 of Trilogy for My Father)

His shoes by the front door make me cry,
like his glasses resting atop an
unfinished crossword
and his toothbrush in its holder
the bristles still damp.
And I wonder...

Did he brush his teeth before he
put the gun to his heart?

A cereal bowl waits...

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bullying, death, freedom, games, men, war nature,

Nature Kills for Survival Only! ©

Great animal and man species hunt to kill
They are mighty 'Kingpins' in want for more gamely bites
Mastered forces in ungodly ‘uproar’ hunt down for food for its very survival against becoming extinct
Animals born to...

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She said she prefers humor
In a man.  I am no Shakespeare
But I know how to conjugate
With knack and with wit, even
The occasional split infinitive:
To gamely gabble as she giggles.

Where is the fun in that?  Better
To impress her with some slapstick
Skit, or razor sharp...

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The little pygmy named Pixie Poggly was quirky queenly quaintly and quickly, but rarely ever really did much can't you see.

Until one day, a raunchy rascal quaintly and shrewdly, Skinny and slippery that he was, came out of the foggy, smoggy, Smokey, sparsely woods to...

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Last night I met an old boxer in an alley of cardboard; he seemed glad to see me, 
shouted me over for a fight, I told him ‘Hey mate, I’m not in your league’ 
‘Young man.’ He said with glint of victory in his solid...

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I’d never heard those words before;
Their meanings were elusive.
To those upon the stage, such facts
Were merely inconclusive.

Derivations made it clear
Which letter groups were needed.
Concentration ruled – distractions
Vanished or receded.

Finalists competed with
Such fierce determination,
Anything but winning
Was a sorry consolation.

Yet gamely each one proved to be
Supportive and...

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Every year at Chanukah,
Like from divine command,
My grandma made the cookies
All her grandkids would demand.

These humble sugar dainties,
Cut in shapes and rolled out thin,
Served as harbinger that Chanukah
Could finally begin.

But each one, crisp and delicate,
Came with the possibility
That part of it would snap away,
Because of...

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Human Sack Gruff Ice Agonizingly Glommed...
Murderously Skewered, And Torturously Zapped

Directv linkedin to accentuate
piddly money crisis, tis zen uneasy fate,
I imagine dragons gyrate
ting, and licking chops, faux masticate
ting, no matter I didst pre
     mutt chew lee ejaculate
prickly desperate pleas against inflate
ting trumpeting...

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The Death of a Christian

My neighbor assaults me like a wild animal upon gamely meat
Instinct demands I retaliate –spiritual instinct demands forgiveness 
“Thou shall love thy neighbor as thy self”
He adorns raised fist of unkindness- hard as a rancorous sledge 
“If he smites thee on...

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My share of mistakes I have made,
Detours I’ve taken, dues I’ve paid.

In dubious company I’ve found friends,
Indecision followed the best-laid plans. 
Loneliness has rushed me into love, 
Courting heartbreaks and a cold rebuff. 

By my errant mind I was ill prepared, 
For Fortune’s intentions undeclared....

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Pursuit for elusive prey
teases yours truly
into treacherous catacombs
dangerous mentally
challenging pitfalls,

sets small hairs of back
on camp creeks edge
of night, where dark shadows
evoke outer limits
of twilight zone

prompting me constantly questioning
purposefulness, qua hair raising pursuit
embarking these modern roman times
all for naught,
nonetheless I chide self

failing to heed
emotional, mental, psychological...fallout
in...

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