Best Ins Poems

This is what life’s all about:
We barrel in and totter out.

Along the way, we smile or pout
And try our best to conquer doubt.

We may be rebels or devout,
Remain unnoticed or have clout,

Yet we survive, in flood or drought,
Our whispers rising to a shout

As we fight...

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July fireworks bring together families and friends 
for a much needed vacation from worries and work.
Picnics at and on the lake just for memorie's fond taking.
I remember the days of old when watching a movie 
outside amongs't the stars and moon.
Playground equipment of a slide...

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When folly leads; to wisdom…
By the way of endless dreams
'Pon a backdrop psycadellic where, 
There's nothing all it seems’

I have struggled with good reason
made forays to shore-less isles
Lived a lifetime in the instant  
Rode the shine of unforced smiles

Finding ever more to disconcert me
Through...

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FILL-INS
An invitation for
the reader to use
imagination

Who?      What?
two fine ladies rest
neath a bamboo
umbrella
they talk of a
third?

Fishermen
small boat at anchor
two men mend her
tattered sail
weather      or old
age?

Pretty Song
on the dogwood
branches
scarlet tanager and
mate
what song do they
sing?

New York blizzard
snowy avenue
many...

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Oh the demise in my condensing absolute abyss
There is no sunrise for the corridors are barely lit...
It is an explosion a debacle of hell,
That I truly dwell in the shadows with demons...
If only my guts could be spewed,
And thus slowly viewed by the many that...

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"The Slip-ins" 

Why should I continue to write
these feathery songs, 
these blanched banjo tomes,
these wilting poésies
of a lost little life ever circling
like a memory stone thrown
across a lake of discontent 
into the bottom of a dark pond
where the sulphar trolls 
with their attached pilot fish
of...

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Friday Night Check-ins


The days have been calm and collected.
The guests have been happy, content.
The weekday staff scurry out from the hotel
To avoid the upcoming event.

Weekend receptionists tremble
As the Friday night check-ins approach,
Fearing the tsunami of wrinklies
On their three-day excursions-by-coach.

The first vehicle’s brakes squeal their warning
As...

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Caves are dark, dank, sinister havens for rising damp
Mere cavities in the ground, veiled from light of day
Yet caves are heralded, admired and cherished
For a swarm of reasons, just mind the bats

Caves are drop inns
Hikers and natives welcome finding a cave
They provide shelter from wind...

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spectators!  we march! 
advance upon the blind 
with your cultured eyes
and tone torpedo tongue
rage on molars hail delirium
he's smelling the blood of puppets
ventricles be defiant 
the neon carnivals have electrocuted themselves
it's time to eat the high priests
and their goddess Anesthesia
free the nervous system
held incommunicado
to...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 3


our subject awoke 
while still dark everywhere
dark with agony 
an amputee's life 
is not an easy one
bedsores the size of Antarctica 
morphine...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 3


Dr. D. confers in panic 
with Rex and boys at the Limbo Saloon
by now my eyes are ping pong balls 
the final...

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In

after going all night off the map to dawn
on the newly opened Metaphysical Gridway
I am awakened by the black buzz of flies
and a persistent hiss of escaping steam
in my chest a hole where the piston went
misfire specialists been at it all night
looks like it is...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.


PART 1

the highway's double line snakes in 
and out of my headlights
they searchlight the lanes 
for a motel pool TV free ice 
a...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 2

act three

in the third act delirious 
the laws of physics etc.
he coughs his lungs out 
in wheezing jets
internal combustion is internal combustion
his...

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four vignettes on silence

I
Muteness broadcasted
hush-hush flaunted
just like a coverall,
silence is a blanket
on human telepathy and intent.

II
It's simple, actions speak as loudly as words.
Silent treatment can be an
autumn breeze,
granting space
cooling tempers.

III
Sulkiness can be likened to
green gall, blatant brooding
and withdrawal characterized as
yellow cowardice,
Passive aggressive behavior exposed.

IV
Cats, life-long...

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