Best Jamb Poems

The Fall of The Winter King    

He had risen to power
fueled by a vicious and ruthless determination
to reclaim a lost throne.

His tactics had stunned the unsuspecting,
laid barren the fields,
blanketed the forest,
silenced the sounds of life itself.

A dictator, seeking no counsel,
accepting no offers...

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She vibrates, a chassis minus shock absorption.
A painting, the nude descends a staircase,
rings of Saturn etched in a vacuum tube.
Or Eniac of twisted cords and switchboards.

She isn't programmed to see light beams
spraying through the trees,
nor silver bearings of morning dew.
There are no bees plunging like...

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When a child if gifted with a book it transforms into a key to unlock the mind.  The gate to the secret garden of imagination is pried from its forgiving hinges and the child is free to expand their imagination to galaxy proportions.
The simple...

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"Well, how ya doin?" he asked
placing his foot inside the door.
His face became a sneer
as he recognized her fear
that only strengthened his resolve.
"What are you doing here?" she said
leaning her body against her side of the door.
She couldn't smile, didn't want to frown
as terror coated...

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All the doggies are looking eager, there's a breeze blowing up 
Even the older ones are feeling perky, just like they are a pup

All snouts are at the door jambs they all know there is breeze 
With the occasional one with dust up their nose...

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I became the audience,
and witnessed a dance 
of freedom, lights dimmed 
the Pasa Doble lead out


I found in this masterpiece 
the unfolding in Air, en l’ 
the union, transposed over 
Swan’s in open Arabesque


a single leap
brushed the firmament
a country lost sight
of his gift to fly


Cunxin...

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Surreal and supernatural, same synergise,
Rational folks call it a bunch of lies,
The march of an ant army, along the jamb,
To converge into the alter, of a sacrificial lamb;

No wonder why the genre, brood,
Wish if there was, ‘Robinhood’,
To save the souls, from the tolling bell,
And the...

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The music thumps, the walls jump
She pole dances against the jamb
Dust rag in her right
Polish in her left hand

House is hers for a few hours
To fulfill a fantasy
Bump and grind it babe
The vacumn whiiiirrrs away

Shake that booty, strut that stuff
Transfer clothes in washer to dryer
Wearing...

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The Three Keys

Y’know, the one we placed under a rock
just for an emergency
hidden away to protect us
from our own insecurity,
Yah, that one!  Well,
she found it.  Then, one day,
when she felt all was in readiness
she opened the door
to my heart.

Y’know, the one we place...

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Standing silently in the doorway, a tough looking man 
With hands above his shoulders grasping the doorway jamb
His face dark and lined,, hands wrapped in a boxers stance

Sweated profusely ,  paused to let his breathing die
He broke from his routine,  stood resting and...

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Whammer, jammer, ball peen hammer
angry clamor, makes me stammer
outside, inside, up and down
fake a smile and make a frown
ram it, lam it, ding dong damn it
jamb the door and loudly slam it
beat it hard and beat it fast
beat it like it like you beat the...

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Fish Eyed Wine

Push and grind push and grind
take the day off for fish eyed wine
fish eyed wine
give me a mouth and perhaps in time
we'll all sit down together 
for unleavend bread and fish eyed wine
push and grind push and grind
children today live lives blind
they have...

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 A young boy from my neighborhood came to me the other day. he was near hysteria
he said, big bro 
jamb just came out and i have failed woefully 
my parents don't know of this yet
and i really don't Know what to do, I'm confused
i...

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Memories echo off of empty walls;
Pencil marks in the door jamb record heights at different ages;
Squares of whiter paint give proof family photos once hung there.

The oven has been scrubbed clean of past Thanksgiving turkey messes;
Toothpaste splatter has been wiped from the bathroom sink;
For want...

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Morbid fascination (mine) as covid-19 pandemic...
foments rampant monopoly on bedlam

Wreaking ball (his stick) havoc (think ostensible
civil war scale not seen since Vietnam),
whereby microorganisms jamb
*****sapiens immunity system
complements of gook
resembling green eggs and ham
necessitating Doctor Seuss

to stoke bram
bullying cat in the hat
on a hot tin roof...

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