Best Ids Poems

Would you still love me ... perchance I was half a man?
     My carnal, physical core torn from me like ragged raiment,
          Off to war in courage and heroic sacrifice ...
Returned by...

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There are a few gentlemen I admire
Whose lovely poems set my heart afire
Though we live far apart
They all captured my heart
Their romantic verses make me perspire.

I dare not expose each poet by name
Cuz I'm afraid that would make them fair game
To the women of soup
Who...

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Cookies
Having
Rich
Icing
So
Tempting
Me
Always
Sweetly.

Come
On
Over,
Kids!
Indulge!
Enjoy
Some!

Dec. 9, 2022
For Bobby May's Christmas Poetry Contest...

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A Devil's ad

How do we tell

If Earth's about

To go to hell?

Two leaders, dim

Twice immature

Consider carnage

Cogent cure

If in the midst

Of dueling ids

Cans get kicked

While blowing lids

That final conflict

Fools will fend

Reaping us ALL

Our dusty ...

END....

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yeah ...

there was someone ...
a long time ago,
lifetimes, really ... eons,
and she burned me ...
oh, I don't mean in a bad way,
like betrayal,
I mean inside - DEEP inside,
like torch burns steel,
she seared herself into my being -
fired her name into my marrow,
with immutability and intent...

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Adorable as children can be.
Bounding with such energy.
Cuddles when they see me.
Deciding what to ask Santa for.
Each has so many toys, oh Santa not more.
Fairy dress up clothes for little Eleanor. 
Giant dinosaur models for Jon.
Helicopter that flies for Joel and a pony to ride...

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Kept in the fridges of
kitchens of my land, the
King of Condiments is
Known to enhance french fries!
Kids at heart love it, so
Kick off your morning with
Ketchup on scrambled eggs!

March 10, 2017 for Pleiades K Contest of Kim Merryman...

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There's a point blank 
Just south of Soulsville
where common pit desires exude 
extreme ego ratios rotating on human gutlike
socioshadow experientials. Slow slug immuno
pain gestures cloud coilshaped reason
with limited intellirespect ids--only
that lonely by product of talking to
the mime chip on your shoulder clasped
hands in a froth...

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 No Mickey, Minnie, or Goofy- no Jimmy The Cricket
                The spirit of Sodom is Gomorrah...what I see is plain "Wicked"

         ...

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please tell me ...

what happened?
what dire damage have i wrought?
what did i do to ruin it, that friendship, rare?
you once knew me better than most ...

my darkness didn't frighten you, didn't rattle,
you sighted those demons ... i think they danced with yours, times,
imbibed from the...

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Georgie Bush has been pilloried relentlessly by the liberal press!

    He's been blamed for everything from (A)ids to this nation's (Z)aniness!

        Too bad they cannot remove the log from their biased eye,

   ...

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Alternating sleet and snow 
Bounced droplets against windows  
Children pressing noses on glass
December 24th, Christmas Eve at last
Excitement palpable all around
Flakes gently accumulating over ground
Gusts of wind creating snowdrifts fast
Holiday memories of Christmas's past
I am home for holidays this year
Jingle Bells sung loudly to...

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as turf wars go
here
the weapons concealed
before agendas revealed
and courtyard orders sealed
inside wetzel gooey goodness
grand central its not
maybe from the outside
but inside the buzz is low
the reverb high
lingering as smoke choking
on its own asthma
void of cache
or any semblance
of the character
chiseled into posts,
ceiling festoons
and the ethnic parades
chanting...

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My eyes look for you ...
My heart bleeds the truth,
     My spirit enters your soul completely.

Where do I end and you begin?
     A mosh pit swirl of emotions and ids,
Each breath a swollen anticipation.

   ...

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Impeccant,
 of non-textual matters
 one’s covered flesh,
 and hidden embrasure’
 as diffusate primer
 slips life’s veil, and
 in agitated pontlevis,
 cleaves the universe’ reason…
 “Egads! What sorcery is this?”
 Holy heart failure, Batman!
 “Beavis and Butthead”,
 on Soteriology!
 or merely, this word wizard’
 celebrity; slap...

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