Best Khaki Poems

We are all going to wear khaki pants to the parade.
What’s khaki? I ask, knowing, but wanting to see his reaction.
He is new, and I...

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What softness in silence amidst the cacophony of a spin cycle world war.
Lying next to your glow in sleep's stillness, careful of your bandaged hand.
Watching...

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it was sizzling hot    scorching   blazing   sweltering -
    oh the unbearable heat   (from...

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(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with...

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My room at the Hyatt 
Smelled like my ex-wife
She didn't have oodles of class
Or wasn't overly fancy
So, it must be that aroma of 
Almost masking...

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"Exegesis"



At 7 he was 
thrown to the wolves

Bede marked his territory
hidden secrets 
kept in the abbey

he escaped
went to war
where the unwanted trod

First regiment,
Vietnam
he took with...

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As warm as sunshine and as cold as ice
Nature's the mother for whom the birds sing.

Strolling through the woods, I embrace Autumn's
tactile and ethereal sensations.
From...

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Men of Honor in the mist  Kokoda 1942......

Men of Honor in the mist,... 
Sometimes by a bullet kissed,... 
Shoot the buggers they'd insist,...
Threeo plonked,...

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silent sea from afar
glazed in admiral and arctic blue
softly shifting to pointilism
as it rushes to the rocky shore
whilst sky in faded ivory and teal
spells prelude...

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Her spouse wise or unwise, who can tell. Does he dream in midnight hues? Oh why doesn’t he wake up, or at least spit out...

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I glanced in the side view mirror of the U-Haul truck.  One mile forward, one more, and then another.  With each mile forward...

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ANZAC

Few among them knew the name Gallipolli
no crystal ball foretold the hell it spawned
but in the misty dawn of 25-04-15 
the legend of the ANZACs...

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A knock at the door, who can it be? 
Probably Sarah coming for tea. 
She usually calls on her way 
back from work to share...

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What weighs down this sandy wisp
between a bay and ocean is not
a causeway, not the press of footed towers,
nor the tread of bare and browning...

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The old guard is having a gala at the Omni tonight
They are shooting off fireworks 
And scaring the dogs 
Cowing in the corner thinking only...

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