Best Identification Poems

That pensive look on her sweet face 
Just like a child of mine.
Her eyes seem to follow you with
Dominion that's divine.

Northwest light on soft blush...

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Mama held me close to her bosom
wouldn't let me go astray
she shook the cradle of civilization
and to her wayward offspring 
she paid attention.
 
She added...

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Gangs are here
And their here to stay
Going about their day to day
Harassing me 
Harassing you
Infidels in our Human Zoo
 
Triads, Yakuza
The Wild West
Terrorised townsfolk
With their...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch...

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There'll be another empty cot on the camp ground tonight.
Alas, a gallant soldier gave his all in the frightful fight.
His anguished pleas for peace were...

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Digital identification
We are puppets of their creation
Such is the twilight zone
Everyone on their phone
Becoming the slaves of each nation.

This poem written by a historic
Thankful to...

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Rising from within my quill
Waves of ink crest and crash
Upon the papered shoreline
Riding in and out on the tides
Of yesterday found…

Sullying the once untainted
With both...

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9/11... In MEMORIAM.

The thousands of valuable people in an instant we lost!
Twas a most painful,...

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BLACKNESS
No racism, we are all made of black
Like a bacon-eating balaclava-wearing bachelor Jack,
And even if you're white or Caucasian,
Can't run from black hair like typical...

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Steep, sharp, split, and, as an abandoned architecture, weak
How I managed to get to its top, I truly don't know.
Fear, frustration, angst, awe, and helplessness...

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You may feel about the planet what
you feel about a great baseball team or band:
that once there was a moment when, unknown
to us at the...

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Start and end each day,
and life,
with a taoist egg.

I doubt my eggs are religious.

No, but they are natural,
organic incubators, 
co-arising nondual yolk form
with white-transparent regenerative...

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent...

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So few and far between are those who for others have consideration

Men who will sacrifice themselves for another without hesitation

Not for the praise or a...

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AN APPOINTMENT WITH DR. VIAGRA

Husband: Honey, I consulted a doctor before using this product and my ******** has lasted four or more hours so I...

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