Best Locke Poems

I grew up in Middletown, where everything was pretty much average. 
     Every house, every car, every mom, dad and every...

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Homer, Aristotle, Hobbes, Locke, Goethe, and Crane;
Chaucer, Shakespeare, Dickens, Tolstoy, Whitman, and Twain;
Whose imagination and toil helped to unfold
Stories, philosophies, and lessons to be told.

The...

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Memory

I am my memory.
This piece of the world, this brief sprouting
Amongst many thinking radishes, 
Exists only as resonances within 
Lacy neurons; Flanders’ delicate patterns 
Sustained...

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Suffering and pain for our nation’s gain,
but no one recognizes what those before us went through
because in today’s self-centered society the only thing that matters...

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Bald Eagle

I am rowing my boat along Crimson Locke
Up high near the top of a crevice of rocks
My loyal companion does see a long beagle
Which...

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Previews were many for a series called "Lost"
The cast was extensive, oh what a cost!

Production gave, to the viewers, a plight,
When Oceanic 815 began its...

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Baby I hold you above
the cold August Wind
with the sweetest songs I can sing.

Keep them in a Pot
Locke d 
against all natural sin

The eyes of...

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Poor ol’ Pyrrho, he’s the hero
Of my somber poetry:
Couldn’t figure how to pick your
Core beliefs with certainty.

Bold Descartes, he got the party
Started with his Cogito.
Up...

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The Groom of the Stool

(Two meditations on an ancient post: see below)

I.
The Groom of the Stool needs some time
To commit his experience to rhyme.
This commodious...

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What was created to expose,
  now a fortress meant to hide

Bastions of higher learning,
  masking havens safe for lies

Where discourse once was treasured,
...

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I hold a hammer; a divine hammer;
a tool that I use to protect the gates of Asgard,
against Locke, and his cohorts.

I also use the hammer...

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I.

What a darkness it is,
that as the planets rotate miracles
with cosmic power bestowed,
The Fall of Lightbringer
deadens the bleeding branches in Spring
as a requiem masked by...

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Time has created writers of century
Praised aloud for writings honorary
Prized globally with invaluable glory
Turning lines to deep thinking story

Magic of dots lead revolution purely
Unleashing world’s...

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Bald Eagle
 
I am rowing my boat along the long and endless Crimson Locke
Up high, so very high I see near the top of a crevice...

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What was created to expose
  is now a fortress just to hide

A bastion of higher learning
  within a haven safe for lies

Where discourse...

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