Best Locating Poems

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LOCATING THE SWITCH

light in the attic
when i asked for directions -
just push up or down

5/4/2022...

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Peering beyond reach of human capacity
I revolve around the sun in a solar orbit,
Looking deep in space for origins of bygone
Going way beyond anyone has...

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I am a Burn’s Night baby
(named after the Ayrshire bard)
So we’re off to hunt a haggis
locating one is extremely hard

We scour the hills of Scotland
and...

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Stepping over the threshold
Locating the floor buttons
I press the 3rd floor

~ my brain images still flashing ~

Disfigured long flames curl around
Cherished memories-

Dry spruce branches smoking...

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 Written: October 15, 2023

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Shadows dwell in the confines of dreams.
I delve...

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by: Poet destroyer 

I investigated many poems today
Friendly people on this (Love Boat)
Everybody different in their own way
The evidence I found is hidden in every...

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She's been kicked to the ground in the dust of despair , kicked in the ribs by human hyenas...
When trying to stand up she was...

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Arriving home late one evening,
There were people in the street 
Most standing
	Drinking Blue Moon Beer
		Consuming moon cakes.
It was a harvest moon party
But the moon was...

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Dressed in orange yellow green white
Walking the streets alone this night
Beam of light do you carry
Locating the zombie and the unbury

Shuffling along dragging their limb
A...

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[WC2 is a London postcode which stands for Western
Central 2 and takes in the area around Holborn] 
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So relieved at the Christmas bells,
Which abound in stores and on cards,
That we hear on Christmas Eve,
From churches sounding for their services,
Reminding us that there's...

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Eco-locating dreams of a wounded me

Rejected by the fins cutters of bloody Reality

I had strong arms but could not walk

on powdered carcasses of my friends'...

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There's a river, she flows inside my mind.
Drowning me in questions, answers I must find.
She's peaceful at times, steady gentle stream,
Just sending messages, whispers in...

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WHAT  A  PLEASURE IS  THIS ONE ?

It was a dull an evening Sunday
Nothing except HCL,was in my stomach
Asked my daughter to prepare...

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RECONNAISSANCE PATROL
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Scheduled for patrol tonight, damn I got the point
We must secure at least one exiting point
I hate night patrols, transiting from cover...

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