Best Lightbulbs Poems

I remember when
Q was part of a Tip
now Q is a one way trip
to crazy town
It’s a place where thoughts flip
and up is down
Where every...

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The clouds light up like lightbulbs, as the sun sets beyond the hill
Some are tinted gray, with bright shining edges of white
They are spread all...

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2016

Less than 24 hours,
2016 will take over and 2015 will be broken towers
It will be remembrance in a photo shoot album
Reminders of ups and downs...

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O Father Of Mercy
Wash out this grief you shower
Over me and the land,

Ring out the spirit
And Saturday our love's weeks
Like light through locked twigs,

Beyond the...

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As the sun sets
A hot wind like this
Does not belong in downtown Lansing
But here it is
Speed-boating down the Grand River grinning and wearing Ray-Bans

My wife...

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i swear to to tell the truth, the whole enchilada, nothing but it
dont short change yourself cause youre living on a budget
turning green, hulking out,...

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Now you can buy them in sizes
There's clear and colored ones to,
Short, skinny, long and spiral
Just to mention a few.

In lamps and yard lights
Used in...

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Flight of fancy reading by candlelight                   ...

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Eyes that can't see clearly,
Ears that can't hear keenly 
Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence 
I hated the moments you called me a boy...

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I am from the small white house
That has the small black pup as a defender
with picture on every wall
And the exploding smell of cinnamon
I am...

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When bread goes stale and soda flat
And milk begins congealing
Or mold appears on hunks of cheese,
It’s really not appealing.

We know that chirping smoke detectors’
Batteries have...

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Written By:  D. Collins 8/7/18

Absolute power is what Trump thinks he has.
Congress bowed-down and gave him a pass.
But, it is far from over. ...

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The King dreamed of a contraption, a device
   that would light up his night, so nice
No wax melting, no moths smelting
  ...

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A moths flight path is erratic
It flits from place to place 
First it’s on your ceiling
Then it’s dive bombing your face

It hits its head on...

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Brightness peeps into
yellowing net curtains;
brief wafts of a semaphore sky.

An elderly lady has planted her mind
in an apartment,
lightbulbs burn out, are never replaced;
sunshine squints through...

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