Best Keeled Poems

Galloping hooves broke morn's peace in Soup Creek's Main Street
When Jimmy Smith rode in from Bar 20 his face white as a sheet
He stopped at...

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I was taking a nap
And some old chap
Closed the coffin as he heard angels sing
Knock knock who's there
It's me! I'm not dead
Now open the damn...

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Encased in ice and frozen
So the world could not break through,
The beating of my bitter heart
Soon faint and thoughtless grew,

And from this frigid, frosty state
A...

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I get up early, a rancher with chores
Hay grows in fields, animals shuffle, roars
Dawn breaks its steel grey grip on my land
And I, well, I...

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The lane leading into the alley was lined with weeds
False intentions masked by good deeds
The end of the chosen route turned out to be dead
Too...

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There once lived a woman called Lady-de Leisure, who turned not to men, but food for 
pleasure.
She ate everything spicy and sticky and sweet, the...

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Sewing machine, long idle, gathers dust
Its graceful frame a filigree of rust
Needle, naked pointing to its resting place
A symbol of the toll all life will...

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Little Ms. Mommy broke her tuffet. You know, that white porcelain thingy.
She sat down too hard and you can believe, that it broke every seam,...

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A beautiful word, like sex 
on stick and bears no guilt, 
is the sure epitome of 
my blood and not of my belly

Not to omit...

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To say today has been a strange day would be an understatement. It started off this morning when I went into the den where our...

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A Hybrid Dog


At first, my dog seemed normal to me
Doing the things that dogs do
Then he started signaling for turns
And stopping for red lights, too

There...

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I’m either really high up
Or really low down
Never just simply breathing

I’m either ecstatic
Or simply just tragic
Never quite really middling 

It’s either blazing light
Or inky dark...

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she weeps in a forest clearing by a pond,
the full moon above her head turns everything silver,
her silent tears create ripples on the waters surface
her...

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I talked to God last night 
as I keeled beside my bed 
God almighty you're always right 
That is what said 

As I Keeled beside...

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Pushed up from stomach's abyssmal pit
Choked off cries, constraint deformed
Packed with panic's punches
Right here where words are formed
Throat cords tightly gripped
Resistance rules my holding back
While...

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