Best Mania Poems

Beatlemania (The Fab Four As Lovers)

Once a choir boy, John turned to romance,
Fell for Yoko almost at first glance.
In full public view 
In bed with...

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we pressed our noses ‘gainst the restaurant glass
for we were just tossed out upon our ass
cuz we forgot our Covid vaccine pass
becoming citizens - now...

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Ooey, gooey, give me choc-o-lot!
If I must, I'll take it liquid hot,
But "wicked" like they fix it in Madrid,
Thick as porridge, satin sunburnt sweet.
(Not like...

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Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine...

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I am bipolar,
That’s what they say,
Maybe the mood swings.
Gave me away,
Maybe it was the battle going on;
Much deeper inside,
That caused me to run,
That caused me...

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STAMINA

Nowhere near a force of nature
Challenging a source of nature

Building with the will to survive
A small measurement for those who strive

Lessons when it comes to...

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(a Triple Triolet)

Where blues and purples dominate,
Pandora beckons from beyond.
Entranced by it, I gravitate. . . 
Where blues and purples dominate,
a way of life to...

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Dare to dream
See beyond the limitation
Of useless legs, fasten them with care.
Join your heroes in Olympic wear.
Nothing beats imagination.
Dare to dream

Dare to dream
See yourself in...

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dizzy, from my shameless lust 
i paint your mouth with mine.
nipping, brushing faces, 
breathing you like oxygen.

my fingers, my lips, my tongue 
upon your naked back
draw a map to...

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Assaulting me!  The darkness comes to be
    in devil’s guise. Phantom haunts my mind;
  in sleep paralysis I cannot flee...

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" . . . madness . . .  retain,
Which rightly should possess a poet's brain."

Michael Drayton (1563-1631) 


a writer of poems must be quite...

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I'm laying in bed and it's daylight now. 
Thanksgiving, a week away. 
Always hopeful slumber will eventually fade to dreams,
I finally give up and get...

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#1
"It is a sin to kill a Mockingbird.
While playing games with rocks or guns, defray,
them, please, ...shoot old tin cans.  Each whispered song 
from...

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COURAGE VS. CONFLICT
The history of man defines Ape as a primate.
Man seems to be in that mind-set today.
He lives life as pent because he denies...

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The dawn spoke her name like a silken secret
carried carefree by the tradewinds of lust and larceny
imported from the traderoutes of paradise and pandemonium, 
sequined...

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