Best Nickels Poems

Mama ate her collard greens with raw onions, pinching a 
morsel of greens with sweet cornbread, as juicy pork 
neckbones lay naked of meat. 

The...

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We loved the lollipops, cracker jacks, and Holloway candy sticks.               ...

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I am in my house,
With a panicked mouse.
Coming back from the fridge
Going through the sand-ridge
Into its hole in a jiffy
Then squeaking out - Yippee !

Then...

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Warning, if you are under 60 you may not "get" some of these.

Mohammad Ali
taunting with poetry,
his opponents he'd zing
as he danced 'bout the ring.

Graham Kerr...

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STILL LIFE

Life – a gathering of things
Life – with warmth of movement
            consciousness of...

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I'm thinning out some things of mine
I do not want or need
Some for sale  some for trade 
Most of it is free
My poisonous relationships
They...

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DATE: 27th June, 2022.

POEM TITLE: A Morning’s Play 


In a misty morning simmer,
where droplets run along
blades of grasses in limber
to a game of ‘who grows...

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Inspired by the painting Automat by Edward Hopper in 1927.
The painting shows a lone woman sat at automated restaurant table.

Viewing the painting will make sense...

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Eve Roper loves to read nursery rhymes 
She's held contests for these many times
She's written some books 
To get children's- looks 
It was worth spending...

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I have been given
A talent for verse
I may be no genius
But I’ve read much worse

My thoughts are arranged
In cadence they rhyme
These inner expressions
Of mind, space...

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In a far off place in a cold cold land there lived a man called Mr. Mack. The place he lived in was called Kirkland...

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we give
we take
we love 
we hate
we're here
we're there
we do
don't care
we're up
we're down
we're in 
we're out
we yes
we no
we do
we don't
we stop 
we go
we to
and fro
we lose
we...

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Your kids are here in Becker Park
as the sun is going down,
with cash stuffed in their pockets,
the candy man's in town.

There are drugs to buy...

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Six simpering thick-skinned shifty spinster sisters stiffly sit
Stitching sticky skid-marked scivvies of sixty sick stingy sailors.
Six sick from stitching scivvies of sixty sick scrimping sailors
Stickle...

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I may be all wet, but I sure ain't no bluenose!
And, while it's none of my beeswax,
Let's have a bull session-lesson !
Take a gander around,...

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