Best Oedipus Poems

We hang on hints or clues to see what's to come next;
I'll cite examples as proofs from a well-known text.   

He that crawls...

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On dusty roads he meets
a fearsome beast who speaks
in circles and rhymes and beats
"But Is man not the solution to the 
problems he seeks?"

Now he's...

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--Isn’t She a Daughter of Oedipus?--

Isn’t she Antigone? In search of a fallen prince,
who roams in the battlefield where the corpses of 
defeated warriors lie...

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--Who Has no Tomb to Rest His Soul--

After the long, long wandering in the wasteland,
sometimes by the sea where the roaring wind surges 
the waters,...

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Golden are finite grains of sand, running smoothly through
The hour glass of time, tiny precious moments of reflections
Treasured gems, captured in thoughts of the shifting...

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Surrealist’s funeral is held in the air,
yet, his coffin is not carried by a supersonic speed plane 
flying through the open sky—altitude higher than the...

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As I moved on to being a toddler I soon learned that; although, a good arm meant a lot it was not going to save...

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on behalf of the little guy
deep behind enemy territory
welcome to the nameless republic
all good capitalists want a monopoly
all good physicians need you sick
the National Antidote...

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Body is walking, soul is gone.

You can touch and kiss
But surely something you will miss
Body is walking, soul is gone.

Soul is gone, lips are talking.

You...

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Headlines of irony in life…
Human satire—cuts like a knife.
The unsinkable ship, that sinks.
Surrounded by peeps, yet alone.
Priests who ‘prey’—yet sins they atone.
Pastor fights alcohol, but...

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So dear son,
                  A man on crutches is...

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Oh, ancient Greece, 
How much you have filled my soul.
The aesthetics of your kind, 
Are more than satisfied
By your beautiful eyes.

The epics of grace, 
Odysseus...

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We drove for hours with no motel in sight
We rejoiced to see the vacancy light

   Bates Motel seemed deserted
   Its manager...

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The tale now starts to fling enchant,
Let mind and heart surge piquant pun.
Seer of Greek lore strides in time lost,
Reminds of yore what foresight costs.


My...

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Dear son,
              I have no prologue, nor epilogue, only dialogue
  ...

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