Best Gaudily Poems

...He plied the Mississippi River on the paddle wheeler 'Dandy Dame'.
Gamblin' was his profession and three-card monte was his game.
He became very creative at palmin' that elusive ace of spades.
Suc......

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...Lion Dancing To A New Year

It is that time of the year, you'll know it by the din reaching your ears...
Thunderous gong beats, clashing cymbals that's all you can hear...

It is a most riotous ......

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...How I look forward to October the thirty-first each year!
Though the autumn be chilly and the weather a bit drear,
I have the pleasure of meeting strange little imps by the score,
As they visit, l......

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...Front porch consciousness of organically rich freedom,
relief from language label boxes,
reifying,
static,
now giving way toward emerging diastolic flow,
abundance fills a fertile inside view of......

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...Pile drivers have replaced gandy dancers
And Mayflower trucks the circus, open-cage parades
Horse drawn down Main Street U.S.A.,

But overnight canvas bosses still command
Roust abouts to raise ......

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...Lost my kids once just for a  minute or so in the fair:  needle in haystack.
Busy and purposeful Sunday morning. Fascinating bee hive but I wanted my kids back

Thought they were next to the glass be......

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...MARKET    IN    BRITTANY,     FRANCE

Lost my kids once just for a  minute   or so  in the market:   needle in haystack.
Busy and purposeful Sunday morning. Fascinating   bee hive but I wanted my ......

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...The spider 
whose web I've been 
crashing at 
is getting kind of 
sick of me. 
  
I guess it's about 
time I strike 
out on my own, and see 
what I can  
make of myself. 
  
I stepped ont......

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...As long term aspiring
     gurgling (stream of consciousness)
     paperback writer, there doth appear
an imponderable quandary

     most likely experienced
     by fellow neophyte authors,
 ......

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...fastened to the ground, with feet and hands tied, the objects i was watching were, not the plain simple silhouetted images, thrown on the partially fallen mud wall, in Plato’s cave but gaudily colorf......

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...Time to harvest the blossom of your dream
have you tenderly coddled yesterday's seed
time is the seductive companion of wisdom
the dream of time is to pick up Godspeed.
You've entered the golden ......

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