Best Hawked Poems

It is a city with its lurid lights lavishing upon the night

Products hawked in gaudy neon

Street lamps form uniform circles upon the pavement

And traffic signals...

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Come join the unraveling circus
quite soon to be passing our way,
with the clowns in a clamor to twerk us -
line up as they lead us...

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As you brandish your corrosive cloak of calamity
    And cannons of musty dystopian dust,
I’ve eyed the serpents that tangle your family;
 ...

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A musing Mary, quite stationary
sitting with her laptop so still
thinks of limo cars, Broadway stars
and her dream house on the hill

Jill and Jack laid in...

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At eight, Mary started hawking
Supplies, at Creek road market

Little Mary!

Hawking
Up and down
In the hazardous market

''Buy your ice water'' 
Every now and then
She would cry

Many a...

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Ooh...this... just an amazing grace note
     recalling how I felt like an ass
and wanna toot 'bout me getting steered
  ...

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ACE CANNONS' CANON 

Through the morning, shimmering with colors that wavering, fade
from a desert where heat is a hue, and history's due
cactus and trees, knotted...

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Death of The Half Monkey King      ( for my friend Neil Lloyd )

Cave men half human monkeys 
Sat gibbering and...

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This Year

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The place began to settle
With birds calling the night canopy over
Hawked flights stilled to silence
Like the closing of blossoms....

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OSPREY

On skies, you glared predator-proud talons and beak curved so
sharp as narrow-vision> focusing on doubling plenty to millions...

Prey abounded, you soared, till rivers faded to...

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Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Vulnerable honourables
Who wear the outfit of oppression
And vicariously dishonourable
Upon putting our nation to recession

Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Magnanimous messengers of doom
Offspring of greed,...

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My moment in eternity ...
   A drew drops from a leaf
       In a ocean of green serenity
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somewhere (as you read this)

a young person who has been slaving away in a diamond mine
loses their hand on the chopping block,
or perhaps their whole...

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You cannot know the depths and darkness I have seen
You do not know that challenges there have been
You do not know the heights of insanity...

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