Best Jawed Poems

8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the...

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Gold Fever 

History will not record the bloated weight
Of this pious and bigoted race 
Or count the fat and flaccid wealth
Of religions idolatry

Those pages have...

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How strange this thought alive tonight,
My own recollection, birthed and taken wing;
How beautiful in flight...
How strange, I think:
A broken heart makes no sound
Soft or loud...

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The Mariner's old salted-air skin,  leather tight,
on a mast-hard frame of bones
and flash flood rushing blood,
faces ice-fed winds bouncing his ship
and helm cockeyed on...

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And I Barely Heard the Finch

How sweet your timid twitter,
Like a child pulling on its Mother’s dress,
And like the child, “Do you want to talk...

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Our lives and our time
Fired useless
Into the air
Toy cap gun shots
Those winter palaces unstormed
No tax offices ransacked
Where is utopia I asked
And no-one knew
They looked at...

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There she stood under the midday sun, 
Holding it against her ear as she spoke.
A loved one on the other line, 
And a million things...

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Pantoum about Ernie Petersen,
Trader At Rose Prairie

Fur Trader

The buyer and trapper jawed trade
“What’s fur fetching at the Winnipeg auction?”
At Rose Prairie the deals was made
At...

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What can you do with all those seeds,
slick, black missiles that blaze
a path down your throat,
when what you want is to taste
the sweetness that surrounds...

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(Based on a true Story)
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I cannot find my cheesecloth; where did my cheesecloth go?
Where is it at this moment? I would dearly like to know.
It isn't in the shoe...

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Limerick : Once this Wily Woman from Franco’s Spain – 5

Now this Wily Woman from Franco’s Spain
Pumped hard to become Free-Maisons’ Main Drain.
Only thing left...

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Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a...

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Here, we celebrate a life.  We say that it's a new 
beginning, and then we weep.

Here, we discover clarity again, as snowflakes coat a...

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egad, you possibly exclaim come december first two thousand and seven
   five decades sped by at the blink of an eye
days of adolescence,...

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