Best Octagon Poems

After our not so delicious meal, we started home
He turned onto our usual well-worn road
Headed west where we bumped across raised railroad tracks
There at the...

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A hexagon, a hexagon, you have to be a hexagon.

You say you are a pentagon? 
What use have I for pentagon?
You’re too close to the...

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My Dad was Chicagoan.
He would light up a room just like my Mom. 
He loved to fish ! He loved his beer .
He also designed...

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A  is for algebra, where numbers are represented by letters
 B  is for base, a base ten number  system is much better

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Mama, mama ...
I got a triangular problem
And I need you
to give me the square deal truth
Straight honest for real, lying foolproof — 
it’s a rectangle...

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Big Sur Jade Cabochon

Broken from off underwater cliffs
Slowly pushed by tides and currents
Found by me during a low tide
While searching along Jade Cove
In Los Padres...

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Elemental dissonance

Poly-plated string guess

Depressive spine edge

Identity description cubed

Waterfalls negative score

Abyssal language drops


Hole numeral planification

Horizontal ship oval dust

Sea’s sloped gravitational

Octagon growth


Lack of facts and matter

Undertone course...

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Mama, mama ...
I got a triangular problem
And I need you
to give me the square deal truth
Straight honest for real, lying foolproof — 
it’s a rectangle...

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Marching out of the cloaked shires
Of landowners, stockbrokers, 
Hereditary Peers, and ruddy faced 
Squires:
A vast multitude of many varied 
Tribes.
Amassing in the great cities, where,
Inhabiting...

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I took a ride on the other side
of a wide ocean and wilder skies
People spoke there
In languages unknown to us
Only two of us are in...

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Compressed predator instincts
Exist in the most primitive dimension

Textile complex of nerves
Mixture of nebulas and herbs
Blinking imperfect echoes

Is it a crop of static points?
Yet there’s no...

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the streets are scarred for good and we know it
after the hits of untamed hearts
after this abstract damage of cyclic returnings

there's a window in my...

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You and yours
don’t like me and mine
Me and mine
don’t like you and yours
What my people do,
your people don’t flag approve
What your people say,
my people yawn...

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Can you make an obtuse plight 
spherical right,
can you square the circle?

Do you scalene sleight get it,
can you rectangular height dig it?

If rainbow arc so,
then...

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Here comes a word,
A word that cuts as a sword,
You could have heard it’s foreword,
From a songbird or a ladybird,
But I renew your memory,
Of the...

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