Best Helicopters Poems

i hope you don't mind 
if I wander in through your front door
and reset your clocks to headlight savings
life requires humor he said to the lens grinders
as he rode his all terrain moon beam to heaven
where they were eradicating stupidity with fairy tales
same **** greater...

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Beyond the atmospheric dome blue sky
A red sun punctuates every moment gone
Past cosmic black in dark suspense 
Hovers above the marbled cloud of Earth below

When stepping outside for the very first time
Looking up, the sky seems bigger than yesterday
As if it grew up over night...

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Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
The helicopters were really flying today.
Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
There were several firemen there to watch the display.
Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
Helicopters of various sizes were flapping away.
Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
All of them operational so they all did say.
Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
Then into the shower some of them flew.
Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
After which they would enjoy some homemade brew.
Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...Flap...
But couldn't you give...

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not even a shift in the night
or a bass chuka-chuka;

they will darken the humble sellers
of shrunken, dusty oranges

maybe a bad mouth,yellow teeth,
passed words to the birdmen

to crack open the sky,
a black walnut, half-brained

a ball of string,the smell of fire,
bags of sudden song,burnt shout of

hot and...

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Helicopters dot the sky
Like dragonflies, but louder.
I wonder if the insect world
Sees them and feels much prouder.

For how their rumbles fill the air,
Attracting much attention,
Although their engineers would claim
That wasn’t their intention.

Still, I prefer the gentle buzz
Of wings to their propellers.
(Except for stinging insects –...

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Micromanaged children
  in a micromanaged world

The I’s all dotted, T’s all crossed
  lost within the swirl

Each cup seemed overflowing
  empty spaces void and null

All time and place for life’s surprise
  —now victim to its toll

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)...

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