Best Handed Poems

She can’t be left-handed, my mother told my dad.
Miss Kneeland, the first grade teacher says it’s simply not the fad.
There must be something wrong with her, the whole family agreed.
Look at her right now, 40 feet in the air, upside down in that stupid Oak...

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The birdfeeder hung on a narrow limb,
away from deck rails, discouraging squirrels.

No problem for the little robber 
who raided the feeder day by day.
Repeatedly, he climbed onto a tender branch, 
inching forward until it bent, riding it down. 

Each trip, he leaned off and dropped...

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My paper is always turned so people don't judge;
because yes if it's vertical my work will  be smudged. 
With the other I've tried to write;
but man it just doesn't look right. 

When I bat on that side
the ump runs to hide. 
I can't even...

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my left handed lover
has a silken
touch
knowing
reaching
holding
and yet
breathless
in time....

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Petermännchen handed me over his bunch of key
Hugged me and sent me to the east Aegean sea
There I found a bold golden bull
He was chewing Apollo's tool
He swooshed open his drool I forgot how to pee...

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My past transgressions
could have led me to negative aggression
released by a smith and wesson
or some other deadly weapon
I instead chose other directions
to expand my minds compression
To escape certain depression
every table served with medleys of lessons
At a young age I was handed more answers than questions
altercations
transparent...

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left handed scissors
the most wonderful dark green
feel mighty special...

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You called me handsome,

I don't have a red cent in my hand!...

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(In response to: "There's an exercise where you write with the hand that is less dominant 
that makes communication even deeper...." -Laurie Ginn)

Right-Handed

We ate deeper than before
We crossed our names out
Until there was no one 
left standing in the 
Light of God...

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Come empty handed leave full 

hook: He wanted to teach me 
he wanted to preach to me 
he wanted to make me a whole 

try to hand me the good book 
of things that i didn't know 
said the word would heal me 

hook: He...

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When I was younger I had
an answer for everyone
and everything
A word of wisdom
or encouragement
for every situation
But the longer I live
the less I have to give

Not sure whether
I ran out of words
along the way
simply spent my share
or whether, sometimes,
there are no words
left for anyone
to say

Yes, the...

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My boss asked me how old I was today.
When I told him I was 60 he said, "No Way!"
"Tomorrow I'm putting you on a lighter work detail," to me he told.
"I had no idea that you were so frigging old."...

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plenty of arrows
plenty of remissed mud wraps
its hte dud,japan...

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My mother mentioned casually that I was dyslexic.
This was something I had forgotten.
I knew I had to wear a glove for a year of first grade
To force me to not use my left dominant hand.
But I had forgotten the hours I spent after school with...

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