Best Kicks Poems

flirting with haiku
                     but married
...

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she was all like - there's something i have to tell you
but before she gets to say it
his ex wife shows up

he's all like -...

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(note:  picture is essential to the poem)



Teacher said my decisions needed consequences.
I have to write a million gazillion sorry sentences.
Billy was stupid to tease...

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No larger than a grain of rice,
her face is forming; mouth, a slice.
Her heart, a tube, begins to beat;
at one month, things are imprecise. 

An...

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It was a rainy day so I flipped through a stack of comics
My Amazing Poet series
Finally I picked the fabulous Five
I liked the picture on...

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Allow me to be disgusted at the jest
and your halfway happy surprise at the end result
of the missile timed precisely:

Did he just splatter?

And allow me...

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AWAKE  ~ IN and OUT ~

Spring arising, before morning light,
I walk under the new epic sun
The aroma of yesterday, gone
Today's the day that will...

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Bright eyes,
blue skies,
it's a beautiful day!

"Let's go, Mama!" her cheer,
down the tall slide, no fear.
Twisting, bumping, "this is fun"
one more bend then it's done.
from the...

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you read out of obligation
a tit for tat consolation
a "thank you for your visit" affirmation

it's cool, this unspoken rule
I do it too, so what’s new?
It's...

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Tribute to Winged Warrior

Oh what majestic beauty,
has been trampled,
trampled to death by a vicious enemy
Oh what misery is ours, 
we who are left behind
in ...

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A ballerina butterfly, she’s gliding
sweetly through the meadow’s grass still fresh with dew.
She sees a stream, kicks off her shoes, and sliding
down from a rock,...

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Immigrants why do you come?
Whether you are spiritual or mathematical etc. This is our Karma:

Isacc Newton’s 3rd Law
For every action, there is an equal and...

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Sunless days under artic charred skies

frozen rain pelting, making me cry

harsh north winds, chill to the bone

why do I even call this place home?

Dreams of...

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It is the winter of 1980.
I’m twenty-eight years young, 
Driving a red Mustang with glass T-tops,
Feeling all of my awesome sassiness, from toe
To Afro, when...

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All you do 
All you say
All you write
In the jasmine garden
Is a frenzied drum
Bludgeoning me to dumb

Intensely numb
I feel
As I reel

Yes
As you come
Rising on tides
Passion...

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