Best Insubordinate Poems

In the past during many a generation,
a horse has been used for transportation.
Usually obedient animals not needing a goad,
they are quite strong, and can pull...

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A ventured stroll away from talk
taking in all superfluous detail
allowing it to fill my corrupted senses
an escape from the tedium
it invites me to escape from...

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Soundless words gather in the mist of your ever-changing stature
Contorting banter smothers the landscape of your toil
Your soul is defined through pillage of thought and...

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Silent sturdy nothing ringing through my desolate unforgiving ears
A pin drops, a heart stops, a cry, a scream, still nothing phases my hearing of silence
My...

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Elder Darwin swims in ethology.
He rolls in his deep grave ecology.
He itches and scratches his dissonance
that survival of most fitted and dense
implies manifest destiny for...

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I wish I had the balls of Bukowski,
I wish I had the genius of the Gonzo HST.
If I had the style of Gotti mixed
With the...

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Land of Milk & Honey. 
The president has banned the verb “work,” there are no job seekers 
or unemployed people, but those who administrate the...

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Twas The Night Before Inspection...,

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen 
through out Highland Manor, 
     property carpeted in lush green
(a...

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Watch out black child you
Know you've taken this tour before
You needn't become 
A tourist in your own life
Black child full of strife

Fragileness and fearless species
Fatalities...

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Twenty First Century Civilization Gone Askew...?

Methinks perchance man
     kind always vain
n'er did appertain
moral hike polar opposite
     from...

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—– My life at seventy-three, amazing, yet there are times when its blue. In context, a haibun is of the now, not the future, or...

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Oh' to see the look on my mothers' face.
Can she see my dismay of disgrace?
Tell the world I'll be a new mother.
My only thought is...

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Untamed unruly 
Insubordinate strands coiled into a restrictive pose
Chemical warfare and arson to my scalp to straighten you out
For a while you complied but you...

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My life at seventy-two, amazing, yet there are times when its blue. In context, a haibun is of the now, not the future, or past....

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You can keep your suicidal suit wardrobe wars...drawers of destruction
In your consumption of insubordinate illusions...intrusions of insanity
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You can keep your vanity and desired disease...appease the...

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