Best Jockeying Poems

I think we are in trouble
they are all in good spirits
something smells fishy to me

They smile and they tell you
they "will", fix it this time
give...

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EARLY MORNING IN THE COUNTRY

			The smell of fresh brewed coffee
			The sound of bacon slowly sizzling in the pan
			And the heady aroma it creates
			Homemade biscuits in...

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In brooding dusk they gather from the East
Arrive in twos and threes upon the trees.
Autumn beeches, now devoid of leaves,
Begin to darken as the branches...

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Thanks for not saying I'm an Alpaca!

Llama
Calmer

Kitten will only eat Kit-E cat

Fussy
Pussy

Tiddle's uses her litter tray

Tiddle's 
Piddles

Eeyore had far too much to drink

Wonky 
Donkey

Jockeying for...

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Blaring klaxons rouse the weary
Fumble for steaming mug of pain
Stiletto sunrise, eyes bleary
Sandman’s Valium starts to drain

Resplendent youth line up for inculcation
Foreheads kissed, lunchboxes brimming
Then...

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BLACK AND BLUE FRIDAY

First – the carbo-loading
monster meal to sustain
the beast that drives
the cornerstone of greed
in mindless hunt for “bargains”.

Next – jockeying for position
awaiting the...

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Nope Not Even A Brief History...
About Month Named December

The Latin root (albeit - lo'
(mein lee) first two syllables
i. e. decem) - no
joking - translate to...

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Patchwork Musings

Vying for order
This square
That corner
One's center

These squared-off life experiences
Know well jockeying for position
Is fraught with chance
Disappointment
Acceptance

The waking state knows

Nothing resolves naturally
No stitch in one's...

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Noises That Cry And Shout


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Early Morning

I wish to capture in some way,
With words, the ineffable
Images, and sounds of quiet,
In a time without man sounds.

Early morning awakened by
The first glimmer...

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left left left right left
army marches to the sound 
of boots in in time 
like a wall of robots

fast movers climb
jockeying for position 
only to...

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Everybody has a point of view to express…that’s one of the joys of being free.
But what happens in a country when two sides completely disagree?

We...

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I long have been a trail-runner,
and my name is Art Constantine,
sprinting peaks is a thigh-burner,
just as tiring as it seems,
I started this at seventeen.

Most people...

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Imagining, if we had leaders as rulers, governments, kings and queens
Around her world where their greatest priority was, the well being of every
Life within these...

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Mediation

I wish to capture in some way
With words, the ineffable
Images, and sounds of quiet,
In a time without man sounds.

Early morning awakened by
The first glimmer of...

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