Best Jackboots Poems

The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes billow like waves flooding naves through the night,
when the lightning peeks in where the tension hangs tight
while the lanterns, alarmed,...

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Encage us we are of collective souls
Display us in prisoned wallpaper as ghouls
Send us into these sepsis tanks, in tin cans 
in torture dungeons, in faraway lands                  ...

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Take heed,  poet friends, you too, may be taken from your house.
Your money, your children, your lives maybe by our current 
government be sought.
Oh, those chilling words, “Your children are ours”
You must fight….your lives nor theirs, cannot be bought”
This is time to awake, fight...

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Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Jovial Dr Jekyll played for juvenile Justice
                    a just jaspered journey
jokingly jumped a joyride 
       ...

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Limericks crochetés: Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump

Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump
Made father’s money jump during slump
Dreamed of ruling this earth
Joined campaign (in) stand-up mirth
Made people laugh without using trump.

He played to the gallery hirsute
Soon his jokes turned sauerkraut through soot
Before long...

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for Alan Painter

I have put into many ports
                                   labelled:
handle with care
stood...

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stopped in a crowd
didn't go with the flow
a brief second 
lifted my head
from the ground
from the neon
the chitty chat
all the glitter and glow
nonstop static
from madison ave.
from hollywood and vine
(especially up pennsylvania ave)
beating up 
my soul
abused spouse of life
government
family
your insatiable gods
a tax on the very air
(exhalation...

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What i see is light
in this world of darkness.
what i find is glow
in this land of gloom.
what i feel is warmth
in this place of cold.

with the approach of night
the dark hides in the trees.
at dawn`s foot-falls
the birds betray my despoiled ecosystem,
in the eye of them...

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Before they silence my voice
Under jackboots and bone crushing dogs
I must set fort before dusk
As I am shielded 
By his gore
And crafted like Daniel
In the lions den
And Jonah in the whales gut

I must scurry to ventilate
With my traducers
At the gate
Because they engage nocturnally 
I shall...

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You!have turned a CROSS of simple hope into some kind of SWASTIKA joke!
you spurned sandals of protection into jackboots for vandals of destruction.
you were blessed by your pope!and the patriarch of jewish dope!
with those arabs you made emperors,using loose change from the templars!
you turned towards...

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There are tall ones, and short ones,
	Plastic ones, and leather ones.
	Some made with thick rubber soles.
	Others have soles full of holes!
	That's right! Boots! Dozens of boots.
	All types! Both ugly, and cute.

	Some are made for walking over the moors,
	Then others are worn by soldiers to wars.
	There...

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in stranger shoes I amble forth
each print of sole measured by size of fit
heaven forbid i might one day break step
place foot in virgin earth
to wear ones own path 
on earth and sole
unfettered by bonds of accepted gaits
but I must
I must rattle my cage
loosen the...

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What would you say
If after this time
You reawakened this day
Long out of reach, your prime?

Would you still ride the horse of your forms
Bequeathed by Poseidon forever to be
Or from your eyes 
Would your reality emerge
Amidst this positivist sea?

Would it be theology you adorn
Like most of...

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The jackboots twitched suspended as they swayed upon the rope,

a sentence passed for hatred bred so shocking in its scope 

a stolen Sanskrit symbol used to purge what’s deemed unclean, 

the violent birth of safeguards passed to halt these acts obscene 

 

As the seasons...

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If you wander into your local school or preschool,
What are the odds of spotting even a single pair of gumboots,
And does it matter if you find none.

If you think it no,
Then fast forward to their teenage years,
Look at  how many are wearing Jackboots,
And not...

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