Best Gram Poems

I take my hat off for the flag
  I stand up straight; let others sag
I get all weepy for Old Glory
  thinking of...

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Brody

I bought two new books for you today my sweet boy.
The Wizard of Oz and the Jungle book should bring joy.

I'm very proud of how...

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My Grammy, smiling so whole
Creates the best pecan pies
A treat I cannot control,
When she plans a big surprise.

Those wrinkled, age-old fingers
Blend honey and nuts on...

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(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with...

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Somewhere in the Appalachian Hills quilted with love
there are cottages and curtains clothes on sills, quilted with love.

Up high in deep where electric wires don't...

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I am old. Old I am.
And frankly I don't give a damn.
I take bright pills for all my ills
And little rugrats call me gram.

Teeth are...

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Waltzing Shearer

Out near Dagworth Station during 1894
Where the Waltzing Matilda, Swagman drowned,
Cos he liked them lamb chops nicely browned,
He was only eating the Masters sheep,...

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The voyage long, begun at dawn, and then
the winged beast of metal rolls wheels to ground,
loved ones, inside and out, bear only grins,
and recount old...

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A vintage Martin parlor guitar gathers dust in the corner
 
A Brazilian rosewood grand rests

 under bronze chandelier lights

 long past glowing

Weathered romantic sheet music

adorns...

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Her wrinkles were joy-flecked twinkled
with facial lines brightly smile crunched.
Her eye shade vague, but love sprinkled
from decades of holding faith bunched.
She prayed steady,
her praise ready.

Her...

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Arni Kleftiko Stolen Lamb


The Cypriots and Greeks have a few differences,
And can argue a great deal,
But both agree when it comes to ‘Kleftiko”
It has forever...

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I weave through blazing flames
Fanning my scorching heart

Spinning sparks attempt to tame 
Not even a gram of pain subsides 

All that is magical gone -...

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A mystery to some, but not to me,
why one would call thee, "Lady"
Other beetles could be called fair,
some would even argue scholarly

But gentlemanly?

Now that's a...

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Be                        ...

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Heard a soft sufting through the front door.
Must be 'nother telegram from Kentucky.
Never lived there. Never been there.
But God I bet it's beautiful.
Blue grass. Blue...

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