Best Lowdown Poems

Lowdown Lonesome Blue

I woke up one morning feeling lowdown lonesome blue.
I thought I can beat this, so I called a friend or two.
One said he...

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Back in those heavy times when everything was so far out
Our words were but a whisper, the mans were but a shout
Flower power was spreading,...

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New buds of color gently caress Mother Earth
Poking from lowdown extending up out of dirt
Wiley unruly sensing the suns’ call to bloom
Flowers pushing up petals...

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I know the words you use to slander me.
Your slurs mar your own virtue, not my hue. 
You slam to smear cloud fuzz on your...

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The only good politician
is a dead one.
They are the root of rebellion
with their fabricating forked tongues;
This should not imply they be killed
Hell no! Karma will...

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It's the beat era
It's beat of the heat
It's beat deep to keep 
It's beat start of the heart 
It's beat frown and beaten down

It's the...

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Dip me in the pool to cool me down
Sit me in the sun to make me brown
Put me on a throne to give me crown
Take...

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Before the Big Bang brought star dust 
To the interstellar scene
It must have been something like 
An unfathomably immeasurable self-inducing 
Divinely driven dream machine.
Mind forming...

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WELL … Ah woke up this mornin’,
Had a ringin’ in ma head.
Ma backbone felt like rubber,
An’ Ah wished that Ah was dead …
Ah crawled into...

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The high places
are where the rich and poor go
Venues where they congregate,
order the strong drink and rub the elbow
They come together,
no matter the social strata
The...

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the overnight stock person varies with the place of imprisonment---
each retail or grocery store is its own bumbling chaotic center of
amusement
for anyone who understands the...

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Examining the measure of my calamity
I grow resentful and I inflict pain
Seeking to surrender all that possesses me
I lash out at the innocent which discloses...

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Ain't got no mean, lowdown, painful, hurtin'
all night come home to me Baby, blues.
Ain't New Or-leens out them two-storey
sycamore-lined windows that don't open
to Memphis piano-roll...

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""Such are these days floating along the Nantucket - picture frames of days gone 
by forever sublime in my minds eye - reflected upon from...

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welcome,welcome one and all!!
join the antics have a ball!!
welcome to the rumor mill!! 
americanas all time thrill!!
get the lowdown,get the news-
inside info,naked views!!
learn the latest,get...

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