Best Holstered Poems

It stays holstered
The hate that I carry
But its never out of reach

I heard your voice from a window
And I imagined you falling out
Spilling over the concrete
Misaligned and stupid

That's so you...

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At Sunday service
I found myself mystified
by something shiny.
			
It was Granny's gun
holstered, hanging on her hip.
She smiled so sweetly.

Nodding nervously,
I put my eyeballs back in 
and stared straight ahead

at--You guessed it!--a
pistol protruding from the
pastor's shirt pocket.

And then I woke up!
This time it was just a dream,
I'm...

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HARLEY DAVIDSON

The roar of the victorious twins that spark,
Enigma of the spotless glint in the dark,
The riders, symbolic of rare brood,
Tattooed with insignia and bandana as hood.

Third year of the twentieth century, there starts a stride,
Relentlessly over a century, stands stout in pride,
The post First...

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The origin of the unicorn begin's in
A time and habitat where we did not live in
In Another Galaxy it could have been in
Or in an unexplored magical dimension

It was a land overflowing with milk and honey
Pure and abundant was it's skillful offspring
Enchanted with a forest...

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The roots "false media"

Starving and hungry until I make it
Most others will rob you naked
Risk the take of the news making them famous
And buddying up with the plaintiff
Defending your right for liberty can't shake it
Jobs out here are everywhere but placements 
vacant 
Surviving hatred
From the next...

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Men, do not give up your dreams for these girls, keep sleeping. 


My cousin had read this phrase to me in August, when my wife left me for a harvard graduate that moved in our neighborhood, which is an eyeshot from my aunt's apartment. 

Sometimes,...

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...The devil didn’t hide, he strutted right out,
a smile painted on his red face.
“Why my dear sheriff, how in the world
Did you ever find my new place?”
Abner stared on, seething with hate.

“An old friend told me to find you here,”
He explained, glancing up to the...

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Fourteen horsemen are riding together
With pistols, and rifles, holstered in leather.

Bank robbery is the reason; it's me they chase,
Eager men of all sizes and different race.

The sheriff and his posse are hot on my trail, 
Determined to hang me in front of the jail.

There’ s...

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End your war now decades gone
join again, relented brawn
plant once more your dirt less lawn
holstered arms yet never drawn

Brotherhood mesh in faux glove
family pride hangs black above
leave that hawk embrace that dove
homeless now, there is no love

Unknowing knowledge all this time
what they stole it was...

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Two paths I cant choose
shoes racked, knee caps on the pews
Hands clasped we ask for a few
Key At Bats just to come through
Cause its the fact that we don't have a clue
about what is right or true
white or blue, its misconstrued
This world's view, so tried...

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High Noon Antics

High noon, the time was set upon this arid, sultry day
The guns would set against the other, quick-draw style
In speedy rivalry and bid to have their final say
With keen eyed rapid movement versatile

This Western town could not contain two greats
Fanned were the flames...

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Holstered magnum gun:
To use or not to use?
Choices, choices—choose!
‘Hope it’s the right one...

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Run Away

Ticket counter still open but
	no planes departing
Ticket plus dog scheduled for 7:10 AM
	(Twelve Hours to nowhere)

Bag packed with who knows what.
Sidearm.38 snub-nose holstered on hip and loaded,
	permit signed by Sheriff himself.

Boarding pass left on bar
After calling 17 times but she shows and 
	we have...

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Marble-sided buildings sunk in the sand
Jumped 40 glassy stories on command.
Everyone thinks life is nothing and money’s grand.
Rolling chair hawkers spiel and cutely chide
Sunday suited daddies to pay for their brides.
So, a cavalcade of marmalade mommies ride, 
(Fatted infants firmly holstered at each side),
Tossing constant...

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These leopard eyes warily see
another crimson dawn
on the cold concrete Serengeti

A scarlet sun
shaped like the barrel of a gun
Dark plume of heat
triggers the survival instinct scatter

Watch the bulls-eye prey run
Where to in the confusion?
It doesn’t matter ...
I see every bent knee flee the fatal gather
And...

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