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A few years back, one day, while planting trees
My shovel hit a little metal box
I instantly dropped to my hands and knees
Removing the surrounding dirt and rocks

I noticed right away it had two locks
It looked to have a filigree design
I smiled as though I'd dug...

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Categories: jimmied, imagination,
Form: Sonnet
Equinox
All things being equal, as they are upon this day,
The time of light and that of dark equivalent of span,
We sat upon the beaten bench above the traffic crawl,
Sipping from the draining hours as they broke and ran.

Aloft the terraced houses, huddled ramshackle and spent,
A...

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© Tony Bush  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: jimmied, life, loss, love, time,
Form: Verse
Junk - Jobless Jack
Jobless Jack, a real jerk, dances a jig,
He juggles, smuggles jewels in backpacks,
jawbreakers, jump ropes, jelly rolls and crack.
~~Jig be up,  Jack'll  jiggle in the brig.~~

Junk jingles and jangles, squeals like a pig
jerked and jacked from joints on his pickup routes.
Amid crates of...

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Categories: jimmied, 11th grade, drug, jobs,
Form: Alliteration

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



If Tonight Was My Last
IF TONIGHT WAS MY LAST.........

   it would be okay.......I have lived a good life......and found the blessings in pain.....
I have inspired people for lifetimes.......and helped show loves way.....
I have jimmied locks on minds........so the traps would break......
I have cried enough tears.......and caused some grand change.....
I...

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Categories: jimmied, poetry, rap, spoken word,
Form: Rhyme
Whats In a Name
He served me up an ice cream sundae on a trey,
with only one cherry on top to my dismay,
instead asked the maitre dee for a parfait,
he said roger that I'll bring it back with no delay,

And while at the cafe I overheard a lady saying...

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Categories: jimmied, humor,
Form: Light Verse
Vagaries of Life
Biological copulation draws Easter egg, 
fecund gooey glommed gametes 
heralding zygote 
(adroit bitcoin currency) 
describing extemporaneous fusion 
generate hormonal influx 
juices kickstarting life manifold   
natural occurrence pregnancy quilts 
rudimentary secrete tapestry 
until vicar wizard yields 
zealous adorable biological concatenation, 
derivative extrapolated filigreed 
Gonads...

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Categories: jimmied, allegory, allusion, baby, creation,
Form:



Vagaries of Life
Biological copulation draws Easter egg, 
fecund gooey glommed gametes 
heralding zygote 
(adroit bitcoin currency) 
describing extemporaneous fusion 
generate hormonal influx 
juices kickstarting life manifold  
natural occurrence pregnancy 
quilts rudimentary secrete tapestry
until vicar wizard yields 
zealous adorable biological concatenation, 
derivative extrapolated filigreed
Gonads heft, induce jointly...

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Categories: jimmied, angel, child, family, joy,
Form: Narrative
Friday May 13th 2022
Friday May 13th, 2022

An excerpt taken from a lengthy tome,
written courtesy a favorite poet of mine.

Paraskevidekatriaphobia  struck within a blink,
I swear yours truly never took a drink,
nevertheless he witnessed
and falsely accused of being a rat fink,
when everything but the kitchen sink
instantaneously disappeared in a...

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Categories: jimmied, atheist, dark, destiny, gothic,
Form: Free verse
I Hate Robocalls
I turn off damn ringer,
nonetheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls

digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English
differentiation to distinguish
"FAKE" simulation
all bot impossible
totally immune to escape

gagging hospitable invective
electronic jawboning immunized
against antipathy, cruelty, enemy,
hostility, insecurity, pleasantry
Yukon run to tallest mountain
dive into Mariana Trench
get catapulted into

outer limits...

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Categories: jimmied, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
I Hate Robocalls
I hate robocalls!

Inxs of recorded messages   
transmitted automatically 
to my telephone number 
by automatic dialing device.

I turn off damn ringer,
and disassemble (carefully 
as disabling a time bomb) 
internal workings nevertheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls
digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English

differentiation...

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Categories: jimmied, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Ruminating Vagaries of Life May 2nd 2021
Ruminating vagaries of life May 2nd, 2021

(conceived while in utero
which loosely summarization in toto
of this ordinary Joe Schmoe,
who did wade nine months for a roe
at mercy of obstetricians status quo,

giving me a jump start to blend pro
pen city utilizing both a very small oboe,
and combination...

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Categories: jimmied, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Traditional Solitaire Potential Combinations
Traditional Solitaire potential combinations...
that clenched another win (yahoo)
jimmied today August 15th, 2022 single handedly
just before the crack of dawn
with both hands tied behind my back,
and a blindfold worn over my eyes.

While in the midst of playing solitaire 
(with losing outcome foreordained 
after a couple moves),...

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Categories: jimmied, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
And Ignoble Prize Trumpeting Hubris Awarded To
And ignoble prize trumpeting hubris awarded to...

Bourgeoisie donning ersatz
overstuffed ego freezer bewigged pate
"FAKE" grotesque humanitarian
bribed corrupt judges will vindicate
jimmied cracked corn
land of "milk and honey"

red hot button he spoils to activate
countdown to Armageddon
leaving nation prostrate,
all the more reason to axe electoral college,
now holds electorate
hostage to...

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Categories: jimmied, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Goldiclocks and the Three Beers
Goldiclocks was a B&E specialist,
Burglary of gold mantel clocks her specialty.
One night Goldie was out 'casing the 'hood",
When a thrilling score she did see...

It was a Little Clock Shop,
A bit dusty and surely quite old,
But what mattered most to Goldie,
Is that it did surely gleam...

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© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: jimmied, adventure, funny, parody, time,
Form: Rhyme
Dithering With Hesitation On Brink of Abysmal Precipice
Infinite pitch black void zooms,
I vacillate to pitch headlong (head over heels)
where freedom looms
large (think) cosmic size grand canyon grooms
espouses, and cloisters unbridled wedded bliss
structured sound of silence booms.

Dawdling against inevitable fate
temporarily holds in check (mate)
eternal salvation woebegone
grievance to ameliorate
repurposed conscious being (me)

sanguine reunion ridding...

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Categories: jimmied, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry