Best Headlines Poems

Picking a rose in a garden of Sundays
Calling your name on a broken branch wind
Looking for clover where weeds are not welcome
Walking the bridge till...

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The big headlines cause sensation,
Media’s chosen information.
Manipulative, they entomb
the big elephant in the room.

Stress is put on the suggestive
keeping tongue and the mind active.
They sweep...

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"Shopping List"

Sister Kathy's going shopping and she's asked me for my list,
Needing LOTS of help, so I could not her, resist...

I have a Shopping List...

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WHAT  IF  Written Pre-Pandemic

What if a rigid thinking, extremist group
Decided to do something about Planet Earth’s
Over-population,
I mean let’s just think about this, fantasy...

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Just yesterday, Winter made the front page;
today, the headlines are all about Spring.
Hailing the changes only She can bring,
like warm breezes to disarm Winter's rage.
But...

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The innocent criminalized, chased down with pitchforks and torches of fire. Their names dragged through the mire, by the hair, stripped of their humanity.

Meanwhile the...

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(Lights dim, a single spotlight illuminates Judy Garland, center stage. She wears a faded housecoat, her eyes holding a lifetime of stories. She speaks directly...

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From glaucoma to chemotherapy
Medical marijuana has its place
But you won’t find any prescribed
In the conservative Sunshine State

Chris couldn’t eat while under treatment
Watched him lose one-hundred...

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1981, the Royal Wedding
     Charles and Di, sweethearts of the world
     ‘Til the Queen of Hearts’ hopes...

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I would sit there for many hours
Surrounded by my contemplative silence-
My senses as warm as my latte;
My mind as frosty as my cheesecake 

The mixed...

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No use pretending to stars that seek
They seem to know where genius sleeps

I hear the sound, but not of harps. Instead the angels play guitar,
I...

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My son came home from school one day, wanting permission to go, to the Zoo.
His field trip sparked a riot. Can you imagine at home,...

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Along this foggy daybreak stroll,
I tread along the intersection
between Mabini Street and EDSA boulevard, 
crossing number 25 Ortigas Road.

I breathe in the same grain 
of...

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My life hasn’t always been easy...
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I want to forget the headlines
Or stated by the news team
Another soldier shot dead
Makes me want to scream

The family must  be distraught
With it blasted  on...

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