Best Materiel Poems

Blunt deadly weapons of mass destruction
electrify, fracture, and
jeopardize *****Sapiens
species (and entire biosphere)
continuity rent asunder

doomsday declared (nuclear winter
gallows humor spelt
with eternal snow day)
dystopian authors outflanked
nuclear fallout wreaks worst

rocky horror picture
effected upon mankind
global (worldwide)
big screen radioactive
wee willy weber webbing

materiel severely seared
sepsis poisons deoxyribo
nucleic acid future generations
organic...

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The sun dappled patio 
     irresistibly beckoned 
     pillowed pad to bedeck 
     cement spongsbob
     square pant sized couch cushions
 
     leapt into field of...

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born two days 
after ole Punxsutawney i.e. the Doctor Phil - 
of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax 
nest resembled Rastafarian hair weave, 
which creature rattled with ire and peeveishness, 

when rudely roused from his abode February fourth 
two thousand nine hundred and ninety nine...

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Thy birth on January 13th – 
   cervical contractions 
   would not abate
the pesky master (papa), strove 
   to synchronize seminal bait

thence, forty-two weeks 
   after ma parents did pro create 
imminent lviii plus years ago to...

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Perhaps in another i.e. alternate world, this middled aged (baby boomer bona fide bra burner) of two well nigh near grown daughters felt caught in an invisible whirled wide web The Parent Trap. 
     Oft times, the languid days of his...

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Shana Aubrey Harris born two days after ole Punxsutawney 
   i.e. the Doctor Phil - 
   of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax nest 
   resembled a Rastafarian hair weave
   which creature rattled with ire and peeve...

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Whether the weather 
necessitates to anchor 
     myself as a tether
when the frankenstorm 
     socks the east coast 
     shredding terrestrial 
     zone like soft leather
i may end up...

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Hmm, perhaps titled,
     aye poem already didst aired
though revisiting said theme
     downplayed as thoughts blare

though similar con tent
     invariably communicated
     sans, trademark pi Seine fishtail career
as applies to other...

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Do I put my trust in these few treasures that I have on earth, are they not made of wood 
and clay? Where thieves and liars carrier them away. Do I put my worldly possessions under 
lock and key; will that keep the world at...

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an average of 2,830 cubic meters

per second of rich silt

forms an alluvial plain 

spreads outward in a fan shape

from sedimentary deposit whereby

ancient Egyptian civilizations got built

adorning arid topography invaluable

like aorta pumping blood at the nape

of the neck, yet analogous context

engendered engineering feats without guilt

whereby artisans,...

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Tear at the veil,
If you wish to see,
For it is a shocking reveal,
Of what one can truly be.

If glory and valor,
Are all you wish for,
Judge by ones own measure,
Not by another's. 

It may seem impossible, 
To achieve ones dreams,
But it is not mere gospel,
To stitch...

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the onset of emotional nadir, 
   where ballistic ordnance bombed away
fancy free, innocent, naïve boyhood 
   decrying, detonating, and describing me own Pigs Bay
Allied, linkedin, and synced Luftwaffe 
   and Panzer division invasion that clay
like materiel within southern cerebral...

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Part One.  
Bernie Frasier, a funny man, a brilliant man, a can do man, if Bernie can’t do it, no one can!   Bernie Frasier, a kind and friendly man, a gentle man, a powerful man. But don’t forget ... a funny man!!...

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A couple nights ago
(today being August 4th, 2021)
while walking around the parking lot after dark
over yonder shrieking catcall heard - hark
at first methought, a baby experienced distress,
I immediately scratched that notion
far fetched as sound out the beak of bewailing lark
but Highland Manor apartments
generally quiet as...

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I. e., this unfortunate
     mere erred reflection,
     aye re: zine
     (pronounced Syne),
     cuz you Matthew Scott Harris
act like an old curmudgeon,
     does nothing but whine...

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