Best Magazine Poems

I like to buy different magazines
And bring them to my home
Cut out all the faces
And replace them with my own

I always look so happy
In other peoples lives
I can be the best of husbands
Along side the best of wives

It all depends on my mood 
On any...

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Certainly worked my bum off today
Creating a 40 page magazine, still making hay
You'd think I've had enough
Of this graphic design stuff
But it keeps me alive and the grey clouds away


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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>I was thinking of writing a letter to the Felixstowe radio, well the people who run it, not the radio itself.  That would be daft, wouldn’t it?  Writing to a radio.  But if I do this is what I’m going to say.

I...

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I stood and cried in The Magazine Bus,
Deep in New Orleans, in the city rush, 
as it plowed and choked along
like a curved-back dinosaur
wheezing through the swampy ways, 
rattling electric wires in a maze
of strangling city vines,
stamping the earth with oil and pugmarks,
straddling, shifting, sliding...

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Jack, age 6, loves the iPad he uses in kindergarten. He already navigates the net to some degree. But when he accompanied his father to the Post Office, he sat quietly on a bench and read something in print while he waited, no electronics available...

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Certainly worked my bum off today
Creating a 40 page magazine, still making hay
 You'd think I've had enough
Of this graphic design stuff
But it keeps me alive and the grey clouds away...

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Cosmopolitan Magazine! 
The bible of my youth 
How to be a ‘modern girl’
In this brave new modern world
 
Pages of ‘recipes’ for how to live my life 
How to be a bright young thing 
And for later,
How it would be when I became a wife
...

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Running, but sitting
Down. 

The sun is fading
Fast now. 

Torn skin on the 
stained church window
is fleshy and fresh. 

I look at you
and wonder where we'll
end up. 

So different, but yet
the Same. 

And parking lots, 
Dismantled school, 
and bathroom exposure
Makes me curious

Computer code
and early was
our comradery.

And...

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Your Exclusive Magazine

By your exclusive magazine we are enchanted
And all the many flowers people have planted
So we can watch everyone of them bloom
Then place into vase and put in every room.

Read about prisoners in war they abhor
In state that southern soldiers still do adore
Maybe might...

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If only I could get you out of the magazine
I would do it as quickly as it could be
But I am not in the fairyland to do the magic
And much more, I have no  power to do it.

The only thing I can do as...

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Magazine Madame measures mammoth mackerels
Manipulating measurements, marking misguided memos
Momentous mistakes moves and muffles meager mackerels
Manufactured mutilated memo mystifies many, milking money
Magazine magistrate Marine Morey measures mackerels
Making meticulous memories, mimicking Magazine Madame...

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Magazines 
I used to read Readers Digest 
it was like the Fox channel
 before internet 
and we believed yet thought
 something was wrong, 
Israel was great in a sea of hatred
 and the magazine never said 
a thing about Palestine whose land
 was stolen. 
Arabs...

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Magazines with gorgeous people come to our house consistently.
We have six grandchildren who attend a private school.
They have a magazine-selling quota and we used to try to help them meet it.
Magazines line our hallways, are stacked on top of the refrigerator, and surround our TVS.
And...

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A sweeping staircase is her stage.
mahogany and marble.
Dressed to thrill, a fashion plate,
your heart she will ensnarl.

Each step she takes is calculated,
to keep your eyes upon her.
With waistline tight and neckline low,
accentuating the lure.

Her dress does slip, down behind her,
like a river, flowing red.
A sultry...

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Everyone wears tuxes and evening gowns
on the beach
and high heeled shoes
or highly polished winged tips
in magazines, anyway, the beautiful people.

Can you imagine walking or even trying
to walk in sand in high-heeled shoes?
Or how extra pretty your long dress
will look after it gets into wet sand?

Here...

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