Best Oats Poems

"Wild Oats, Steel Cut" 

Words like food
can become an addiction
it’s in the swallowing 
that the story 
consumed like 
some feast
laid out at the 
Hatters Table
poured into 
kidney pans
returns 
steel cut
in our warm
memories
glitching all over
our wild oats
while we 
are stitched up
being fed porridge
and honey

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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"Rolled Oats" 

Age shall not weary
trolls counting strange fruit
golden apples rolled 

Lord Laden put to sleep 
on an alter Hippomenes
there Atalanta lights a candle

underneath the dry rot
Ovid’s oracle prophecy not far wrong
3 golden apples racing along

Hippomenes 
strange addiction was outshone
the race never to be won

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Thru the dark sea oats
Golden sunrise on dark sea
Waters churns from storm...

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Miss Toe Dipper must have her oats
Especially when on huge cruise boats
She has them each morning
Just as the sun’s dawning
When she’s had her fill how she gloats

When frolicking out on the ocean
They’ll rise up and down with the motion
As he reaches ‘top deck’
There’s love bites...

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One morning a female pheasant descended for love 
She struts her stuff outside my patio door
Eager in her search and apparent in her end game
Feathers of grey brown and flecked in blacks but drab over all

Then a beautiful cock appears beside her unaware of me
Plumes...

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There once was a Lady called Cheryl
who bedded Donald Trump, lucky fellow 
one swish of that wig
and Cheryl whisked him in bed
And then Trump did the same to the nation...

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Sure feeling my oats today, you betcha
Matters not the brand they erect my antenna
All parts are alert
All day's like dessert
Nothing but naughties are on my agenda...

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Quaker Oats

If pure grain oats grown
In the mountains of Utah
Is it Quaker Oats

by James Edward Lee Sr.
10/17/17...

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Young newlyweds on a love boat
He mounted her like a wild goat
The up and down motion
Of the stormy ocean
Meant super sex – it got their vote!...

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A boy called Charlie Oats
Has feet as big as boats
But he’s no fool
When he goes to school
He doesn’t walk, he floats...

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Sure feeling my oats today, you betcha
Matters not the brand, they erect my antenna
All parts are alert
All day's like dessert
Nothing but naughties are on my agenda...

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In halcyon olden days of yore,
When box TVs were far from smart,
The youngest in house used to bore,
If lovingly, the chore TVs to start. 
Then came remotes— a political mace
At home they have tended to be,

And if I may, no less a menace—
When needed, always...

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I have heard that mairsy doats
and sweet little doesy doats.
I'd agree that cowsy doats.
Why do lamzay noats?...

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September first is the day that changed my life another suicide attempt 25ish days of hospitalization.  

The police and social workers got involved. They juged me and threw me out on the street forcing my mom to put a restraining order on me or...

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Over harvested fields —

I walk beneath the fading afterglow
of a forgotten lantern   a path worn
by wanderers older than the scroll of Zeno
its damp salve seeping through my coat
into my bones

Fog an Erebian curtain   a Stygian veil
barn swallows following
susurrus secrets of the...

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