Best Harangued Poems

with a beard and a weary face
i head out into the town
tired eyes and tired hearts
result in nothing but wretched frowns

cider splashes down my jeans
i...

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One tall and gaunt with hooded eyes
The other bearded, bent, time-worn and wise
They relished unfurling their intellectual sails
To seek secrets of wisdom on ancient gales

Two...

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As he stood paper cup in hand by the drinking fountain on a train

 somewhere south of Kankakee, miles from Chicago,

 a quiet, pensive, older...

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There once was a chick from up north
who harassed, harangued, and so forth
  Reports had been filed
  evidence compiled
She is 'net restricted henceforth...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty

While the Mullah versed in the Hadith and fiqh harangued his flock
All over the milling crowds outside plastic...

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For fiercest queens, the finest pedigree,
Begetter and bestower of all lauds;
For foulest plagues, the fairest remedy,
Despoiler and destroyer of all frauds.
Revered for rectitude, renowned for...

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NO FREEDOM FOUND FOR  FOOLS

The three of us knew what we were doing
We also knew what we were doing was wrong
What we didn’t know...

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DISILLUSIONED BY ROMANTIC POETS..
     SO MANY EMPTY WORDS..
     AND EPITAPHS OF LOVE..

     HARANGUED...

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NO FREEDOM FOUND FOR  FOOLS

The three of us knew what we were doing
We also knew what we were doing was wrong
What we didn’t know...

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no emotionally ecstatic experience compares 
   to the seminal instance 
   whence spermatozoa 
   (from profuse ejaculation) beget

the miraculous...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost...

~ May fourth, 2005
wedded bliss nearly fifty years
half a century almost
me not most favorite grown offspring,
she (when alive)...

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even scrunching brow 
   defeats and doth be lie
this one measly mortal well nigh
tuckered out on par with calculating pi
  
tangential to...

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I’ve never been to Sicily, and yet
it’s always felt a part of me.  Who knows?
Another life, another alphabet?
Alongside Archimedes, jotting prose
in Agrigentum I, with...

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Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Castaway stranded on figurative 
deserted island pitted with absolute 
zero salvation, sole recourse 
finds scant consolation with prayer...

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Contemptuous clouds were looming largely.
Their overhead disdain exuded warm
phlegmatic spittle on me angrily.
Conspiring gales abet the raging storm.
The thunderous claps reverberated
abusive oaths, some four-lettered words...

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