Best New Record Poems

Loneliness is the lump in your throat
                            and the darkest place in the soul
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My little bit of natural life.
Its biodiversity rife.
Frogs, bugs, butterflies, hedgehogs, mice.
Annuals, perennials, lice.
Fruit, cherries, blackberries, no strife!

All in peak condition, no blite.
Every day new finds excite!
New for the county too, quite nice.
My little bit!

Records have to be recorded… type.
New finds my contribution… life
Each new...

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edits was set up fine on my word doc here. had a few issues with words and such out of line tho on my work here. see how this turns out. 

Titanoboa
Magnificent 48 foot long snake.
Dead 60 million years.
Hunting silent as death,
a stunning animal at...

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Set a new record for writing these limericks
Wrote this snappy one in less than a minute
Took quite the risk
Of dislocating a disc
And to top it all off, I was eating spinach!


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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My little bit of natural life.
Its biodiversity rife.
Frogs, bugs, butterflies, hedgehogs, mice.
Annuals, perennials, lice.
Fruit, cherries, blackberries, no strife!

All in peak condition, no blite.
Every day new finds excite!
New for the county too, quite nice.
My little bit!

Records have to be recorded… type.
New finds my contribution… life
Each new...

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Two National League teams departed New York City
when the Dodgers and Giants left the vicinity.
Both teams went to California out on the West Coast.
The Big Apple was without a National League host.
An expansion four years later brought another team.
Newspaper editor Joan Payson fulfilled a dream.
Again,...

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Help the rebel cause
We pause
To pay our respects to those brave enough
To stand for those who won't for whatever reasons
For standing against the oppressors of the oppressed
The instigators of our distress
But, indeed, our lives could be so much worse than it seem
Though, truthfully, it could...

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Set a new record for writing these limericks
Wrote this snappy one in less than a minute
Took quite the risk
Of dislocating a disc
And to top it all off, I was eating spinach...

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Some numbers tumble down the hallowed halls of baseball’s past -
a sport of numbers after all, these memories hold fast.
Stan Musial wore #6, Lou Gehrig, #4;
the “luckiest man in all the earth”, great player AND much more.

McCovey, Reggie – 44, Hank Aaron wore it too.
Remember...

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Place a pair of good eyes high, watch for distant freeze,
lifelines coated with ice, sails stiff unyielding sheets.
Make right, steer clear and take no chance our side berg meets,
Queen beats eastward across cold and rough ocean seas.
Ice floes play this rout I'm thinking - sure...

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In nineteen hundred thirty eight
Howard found a new record to break.
Around the world the fastest ever;
Three hundred fifty two miles per hour.
He filled the plane with ping pong balls.
In case of a crash to cushion the fall.
He also had the bright notion.
They would keep him...

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Must see an optometrist next week
Not saying I'm blind as a bat, but bats see better
The tiny type on TV... forget it
Don't know why they bother
Might as well be greek as far as I'm concerned
Oh for the days of my youth
When type didn't have to...

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Cougar’s growl shakes me awake in the worst of ways
Her realism prances forth in my mind; I am disoriented.
The last line of a poem waffles through my brain,
And my eyes are not fully open yet. Poetry already?

I grab a piece of paper and take it...

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Help the rebel cause
We pause
Paying our respects to those brave enough
To stand for those who won't, for whatever reasons
For standing against the oppressors of the oppressed
The instigators of our distress
Yet, indeed
Our lives could be so much worse than it seems
Though, truthfully
It could be so much...

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Isolate the pain from the reckless recluse
The mist missed your face and landed on your shoes
The souls of which are troublesome and used
You must understand this isn’t your hand
Anymore
Than this is my life
The wonder in your eyes,
The question on your face,
The memories you once held...

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