Best Midas Poems

~Do Not Trust a Word, He Says~

He speaks of sunken treasures the way no other man 
The map of his essence is drawn in the...

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-rearranging the stars-

How could we agree to separation? 
If you were destined to be my soulmate,
Why would we allow the stars to change our fate?
They've...

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So you call yourself a rhymer,
you’re nothing but a social climber. 
I got better rhymes than you in my sleep.
If you come my way accept...

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In sun-scorched dunes, beside a weathered sentinel, 
a glint ensnared his weary gaze.
A tarnished lamp / grazed / its secrets unknown / 
a genie unbound,...

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Though Midas had his fabled touch of gold
Real treasure comes with that first touch of spring
Upon arrival swollen buds explode
In colors that would thrill a...

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Another Gold

Far from profit’s crass allure,
At a place somewhat obscure,
A poet sweeps his shepherd’s lyre;
He sings of gold, of heaven’s fire.
No. not of gold that...

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She'd had her round in Life's blighting furnace,
Where stealthy wear and age blurred her face.
Dents shot where dreamy dimples had grown,
Lightning smiles usurped by involuntary...

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The Story of History  

Beyond those beaten days’ depleted daylight
Beyond the bathos of a pandemic bondage
With  the resurrected  sashay’s charmed night
Down in...

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OCTOBER TOWN

Trees
The tall, old trees
All must start with the senior thrust of old trees
      that glorify October Town
Well, they are...

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Pardon me for this intrusion
But after all it’s my illusion

So I guess it’s up to me
Who and what I shall be

So as I crack another...

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They weave, they weave
They weep and they weave
Smarting under the persecuting whips -
Verbal, literal or carnal whips
They weep, they weep.

Locust-like they swarm the streets
To reach...

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Anancy men, weaving silk palace out of spit
Breeze blows it far
Like lassso, or lariat casting Minotaur
Or Midas
Or pilgrims legacy stolen here
I could not believe it
Unless...

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Numero Un: 

To have and to hold, 
A Midas, 
Replete with gold.	

Lord of mountain hideaway, 
In Aspen, 
For family play.	

Manhattan penthouse 
Zooming Ferrari, 
Moneyed clout.	

Powerful...

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When unsurpassed greed's uncontrolled
King Midas' story be told!
The steps to his stash
Cast his daughter for cash
She's an allegory of gold


Author's note: I had a vivid...

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Tell me again
This wealth you gasp and clamour for
This strategy you wield
From the invincible substratum
Where the hunt pursues the frenzied heart
And the congestive traffic of...

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