Best Hangers Poems

Sorry ,
My friend and confident of days old

Do not fret
Regret is wasted until the cost is met

I still hold you in high regard 
I still...

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Monkey Hangers
(A little historical factoid from your Uncle Mike)

According to local folklore
In England, there at Hartlepool
A monkey was hanged from a yardarm
A monkey that wasn’t...

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Hiding here inside my closet, I feel safe in the dark
knowing on a pile of sheets lies my very psyche;
it's only a thought, yet I...

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Lay down your old ink pen...
Rise from the table...
Push back your chair.
Gather them all up...
Put them out of sight now...
Place them safely in the cupboard...

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At Cape Canaveral
Working for CNN
Carolyn Devonshire
With a news bulletin
 
    In less than three days
    The second comet will...

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Not in tea leaves, in shoelaces tie existence--their harsh and meshing material
bound, tethered, undone with a gentle pull. 
 
The bunny ears
and clumsy fingers bouncing...

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As every meeting ends in a goodbye, a shopping trip always ends in a good buy. That's life. But the sales are over and I...

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Diamonds are a dangerous commodity.
Topaz brickettes pave lost roads 
for the unfortunate paths 
of bewildered Dorothy's
(and misguided second-removed cousins).
The birthday cards
I send myself,
are never returned...

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"Hyar she comes!  The weekly stagecoach is a-comin' to old Santa Fe!"
The driver cracked his whip and blowed his klaxon to herald the way!

The...

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I suspect in my feckless youth my folks thought me rather slovenly,
Obnoxious, averse to work and associated with dubious company,
But Air Force sergeants dealt discipline...

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Another crossroad.
Invalids weep when 
wearing another's
soiled diapers suddenly 
disappear.
In spite of the battered off-chance -
from a despondent interruption;
I'm the exposed exception.

Coarse fingers bleed.
My wheelchair spokes...

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Thrift Store Foreshadowing
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PUBLIC TRANSPORT NATION


AH..the joys of public transportation
The “T”, the “El”, the “Tube”
short trips through hell
wading through the masses of humanity
clinging to the subways lack of...

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Our love is a slide show of passionate events
having staggering moments which are only real in fiction.
Erotic signals jam together to make
imaginations of fantasy more...

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And in my dream-  I am a yesterday dreamer,
I am transported to a long ago summer;
and become lost in a sea of blooms and...

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