Best Haul Poems

sitting here like a moron in an old people's home,
they think i dont know where they've put me and my phone.

silly arses are searching my home for any hidden money .....you see
they won't find a blessed thing...they think I am off my trolley

have arranged a...

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Claude Debussay didn't inspire me
As red sun set a fiery red ball
And I ran away with no shawl
Knowing there was no way to flee
Trapped in your shuttered bourgeoisie

Behind the mask, a plastered glee
Pull Daisy's petals let them fall
He loves me, loves me not at all
The...

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So as we know, a U-Haul is used to transport “stuff” that you are not ready to let go, stuff that you want to hold on to and bring from one destination to another. But you, U-Haul the burdens of this world on your shoulders,...

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U-Haul Trucks aren't allowed in Heaven,
there just isn't any room for your stuff,
grandma's China and Raggedy Ann dolls,
cross-stitched samplers and mason jars,
and dozens pictures of movie stars.

U-Haul Trucks Aren't Allowed in Heaven,
the matched set of livingroom furniture
with a wide-screened television in living color,
all the clothes...

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You think I'm sprinting...
This is just the beginning,
Not even sweating
My heart is barely beating
Living for long-haul loving...

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Long Haul With Trump Wall

What could happen with Trump and his wall,
Would have created trouble over long haul;
With women crushes;
Law many brushes;
Always be very annoyed when he did appall.

Comments appreciated and can be unrelated 
or even inundated. 

Jim Horn

Bush 41. I was born in 1941....

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A desire sets off
towards a place far inland whose spires
lift like raised pikes on the horizon.
There is always a "somewhere" hanging
in the sky above your head,
an El Dorado, a glistening pot, 
a floodlit dream plastered like a billboard 
on a roadside hoarding promising 
a better...

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This life can sometimes feel lonesome and that’s perfectly okay,
Our strong muscles and bones are shouting out that we’re here to stay.
Even if we are housing the prehistoric birds of prey.

It’s much like a lonely white pine growing high and mighty on a rocky mountain...

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sitting with a rum i take a pen...
and rye-me words
hearing anchor duty sailors...
'all call - haul'

church be an 'all call hall' for...
drivers not hearing answers
to their taverns last calls...
for more alcohol...


stan sand...

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In long-haul dreams, we set our sights far-off on distant shores,
Assuming that each step, each choice, each twist, will open doors,
Will keep us heading steadfastly ahead, right on course!
Yet time reveals the dead-weight drag of our remorse.
Looking back on the shortfalls, on the litter of...

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Oh no! It’s those pushy snow pigs the cow lamented loudly.
You mean the knitters who announce their wares proudly?
Oh, yes, the cat replied. They are selling mittens and caps.
Can’t we buy those things online on one of those Amazon apps?

Let’s not be so hasty the...

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After 5 hours of flying and sitting
we display an assorted redundancy
a sanctioned paraphernalia.
Rumpled files of sartorial inelegance
squeezed shoulder to shoulder.
A night flight,
the tube is wheezing tainted air.
We are a junkyard for travelers
moving not by our own motion
but brought together in economy class
because we are all...

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She is a long-haul trucker, traveling the open road.
Rough and tough as she has to be but no more than.
Her children are at home with her husband, stay-at-home-dad.
Why do you do it? People ask her.
Have you ever been at home with sixteen children? She replies.
The...

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Call and Haul Horn Haiku.

Me will have to call
When poem you will want to haul
Away and today.

Jim Horn...

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Love is my Prop
I've fallen in love with a four wheeled prop
And I am walking along with a bop
I thought long and hard
Now it's my safeguard 
Together we make a gruesome bellhop.

I wondered maybe it'd make me look old
But then perhaps I am old, all...

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