Best Minnesota Poems

digesting ballet —
prime rib and bacon, waltzing
Nutcracker taters
Tchaikovsky suite crescendo
fork and knife tenderizing

12/25/2021...

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When Thor’s mighty hammer sounds a thunderous call,
this football team is willing to do it all.
They are ready to plunder and pillage opposing teams.
The Vikings...

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I'm Rudolph stuck in traffic, and on this of all the nights,
and up to now my nose has matched each set of traffic lights,
the fat...

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Through closed eyes, I see what has become of your land.
I hear flutes, blessings drifting across a land filled with
highways and stoplights, never silenced.

Through closed...

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Winter is a deadly companion to those of us
who stay behind. Spring is not guaranteed, only
a lonesome song, frozen on the lips of my
fellow crusaders.

The...

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The scent of warm cinnamon tea & soothing saxophone notes of Coltrane drift over my peaceful thoughts this frigid below zero morning in Minnesota...

A flute...

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blue ribbons of light
drift over me in grand
orchestral seas of hope

strings, winds and percussions
fill me with every
color, shape and texture possible

renewed,
I reach out with strength

to
bring
the
music
to...

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There is cranberry sauce somewhere
Three dimes in my left hand
An eight of spades in my right
My mother
Is making nervous conversation
The relatives
Are too old to care...

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Stop! The violent protests and leave peaceful protesters out to make a difference strictly along.  Whether you are in law enforcement or the national...

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“And I remember Muscatine -still more pleasantly  - for its summer sunset. I have never seen any on either side of the ocean that...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched...

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Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers Minnesota
Before Paul Bunyan flattened it
To resemble North Dakota.

Paul's blue ox Babe was equal to
Most anything he'd ask.
A job...

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TYPICAL 30 - The Start of the 2013-2014 NHL Season
30 of them began their battle with hopeful beginnings
But 14 of them will have their early...

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The trees are awaken by the soft blowing spring breeze, they are stretching their branches out as to welcome us back, the birds gently land...

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Trump and Approach Are Superficial

Started at beginning and point that is initial,
His approach and appearance are superficial;
Trouble up stirred,
With each word;
Statements Trump made had been...

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