Best Hecklers Poems

Perhaps I’m facing pogonophobes? 
Apparently wore the wrong face.
Age-hardened wiry wisps forge 
post-pubescent platemail -
protect strangers
from my truest fleshy pores, protect me 
from the xenophobes of the Winter Conference. 

It’s all pitching and coffee breaks 
In a hall too grand for these meager mergers
Silent hecklers...

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Close to election time, we have the chance
to hear the candidates for office speak,
or “stump,” in nearby towns, to give their stance
on issues and improvements that they seek,
to promise they will strengthen all that’s weak.

The term “stump speech” dates back two hundred years,
when it was...

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A Champion must lust for that ancient adrenaline
the primal prize alive in the eyes, trophy of thunder in the pulse,
a Champion's heart welcomes adversity with teeth gleaming sharply,
worships the battlefield with risk righteous in ripped tradition,
doesn't celebrate the strikes that knock the foe into awe
finds...

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The Professor's campaign
although stealthily benign
still co-arose fair hecklers.

How can you reassure me
that our vulnerable children
will not hate me
and you
for stealing from all Earth's tribal future
any possibility of healthy presence?

While Yangyinstein stands
with stunning wonder
about all win/win possibilities 
singing sufficient reassurance

What professors of integrity
and integrally therapeutic systems
must...

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The Execution of Romeo
by Steven Cooke

They came in the depths of sleep
Dream eaters to plague my darkness
Troll whisperers taunting my love
Their poison running through my veins
My soul in chains and on trial

I plead to the jury for love
I plead again only silence
The voice of love,...

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A Septenary Of Paranoia

    Act one (My Fears)

Hostile eyes in the snipers sight,
Familiar strangers that stalk at night.
- It's dark and the bullets hurt.
My fears ooze from my bloodstained shirt. 
"I feel scared!"
(Exit courage)


    Act two (My Critics)

Furtive fingers...

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things to remember
things to forget
that's what she couldn't
get out of her head
smashing her skull
attempting to cull
the murder of hecklers
their million black feathers
slicing her soul to shreds...

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Even as a seasoned, no,  jaded, 
pub folksinger,

      he still feels quite queasy about 
      night crowd temper;

               at times...

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Filched Physiognomy – Mine revisited!

Absolute zero escape
velocity guts dance
sing days (contra and square),
cuz metabolic full abundance
abdominal adipose tissue acceptance
not in accordance
with light as a feather

miss lost acquaintance
the boy within forced admittance
as sure man tanks of fat did advance
shotgun marriage demanded allegiance
to pledge lifetime alliance
no room...

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Donning sable spots on buff hearts:
With all the resolve an’ brutality 
They pursue their prey;
Stopping at nothing but the 
Quarry’s final gasp for a breath 

They’re the pillaging African wild dogs:
So unflagging in the heart an’ rigid on feet
The ultimate hecklers of 
He who stitches...

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I will never forget the man I fell in love with, 
a man who once felt whole, who now bellows 
through broken nights of blood-stained desert, 
who sees ashen faces frozen in sand squalls  
and calls out for brothers and sisters encaged  
behind...

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Filched Physiognomy - Mine!

Absolute zero escape
velocity guts dance
sing days (contra and square),
cuz metabolic full abundance
abdominal adipose tissue acceptance
not in accordance

with light as a feather
miss lost acquaintance
the boy within forced admittance
as sure man tanks of fat did advance
shotgun marriage demanded allegiance
to pledge lifetime alliance

no room for...

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What's the problem is, the world is full of genocide
braking up rainbows
Polluting the skies, the skies
And still born children, old men fallen
Mothers and children crying, balling
fallen they fell down and
This world is just a Pandora's Box
Well, now
Heating up distill chocolates
     ...

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from the early moments of his

late night vh1 special that evaporated as quickly

as whence it had

come

mr. galifianakis has made us spit up blood with

laughter

staring at us behind the beard

(which he actually shaved in real time as a gimmick to get

people to watch his show which...

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Beware the bullies and the hecklers
for I am in need of material.
It is a need born of worse than you,
a need born from much greater than want.

Stand aside those that would love me
to see me suffer down the track.
For I can immortalise you for what...

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