Best Not Young Poems

As I sit on this dreary rainy  day
My thoughts go into the darkness
Inside a valley where no man knows
Or on the right side of...

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I can rhyme on a dime
And I must say that I’m
Pretty good when I put my mind to it.
I can’t cook but a book
Will entice...

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Gets book
Takes look

Vast choice 
Likes ‘Joyce’

Her smiles
Beguiles

Brown Eyes
Trim thighs

Red lips
Slim hips

Pert 'ass'
She’ll pass!

HUGE chest …
Impressed!

Ted’s rash
Pays cash

Wants bride
By side

His home
In Rome

Joyce flies
In skies

On plane
From Spain

His...

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There she is 
The librarian
Not old not young 
But secretarian
Made the way she looks
Looks everyday
Not to be stared at
But I find her that way
Very astute...

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"The Messenger"

Love is rich with 
venom and honey. 

there was a female ...

snake, 
it watched 
with green-eyed 
avarice, covetting
a dove’s nest

the dove, 
was white as...

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     We sat at the end of the bar in a seedy place on Seventh street.  Nursing our drinks, we...

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This image of me, now so many years later
each year looking, I’ve found some imperfections
Mirror-mirror, why should I ask - my time won't last,
peering into...

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Justified Homicide

While words roll on and cameras turn
The sea beats the "saviours" and the fires burn
Within the depths of the watery grave
Of men not old,...

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Some ooglay dweeb-o-rama after school
went and caught me mashing with my boy toy
(a stella stud, I kid you not -mad cool!)
Geek said, “He’s half your...

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FEELINGS
I feel young
But I am not young
I feel old
But Iam not old
I am on the way of living
Enjoying  the  life style
Its Rhythm,passion &...

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His hair is like a black dwarf with white freckles,
with eyes like sharp, jiggered icicles,
a nose like a white man in a lineup of Africans,
and...

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I'm feeling a bit down, wish I was lying on the sand
With a tall glass of Kool-Aid and a young sweetie at hand
Not young anymore
Can't...

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All her belongings fitted into a suitcase and a small carry-on bag.

After 18 years, my helper was going home for good.

During those years, not a...

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I’d like to poke Arthur now
You said you were so dark
That you lie on the floor twisted
From yourself hurting you
Why my friend?
Why would you want...

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Moving some boxes, holy crap
Got a dirty big pain in my sacroiliac
Not young anymore
Like I was once before
Must take care or my back I'll crack


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