Best Off The Shelf Poems

I've been sitting up here day after day and months on end, and please, let's not talk about years. I watch you stare at me when you think I'm unaware. I see you vacillate between life's mundane and the big, beautiful me, and oh, how...

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“For it is not metres, but a metre-making argument that makes a poem--a 
thought so passionate and alive that like the spirit of a plant or an 
animal it has an architecture of its own”- Emerson



Your smile is selfish and sensual;
A poet, with Apollo’s privilege,
Dressed...

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Behold I'm coming quickly the end is very near
The signs of my returning are making themselves clear
My intention's never been for you to sit on the shelf
I have chosen you to be an example of myself
If you truly love me help me spread the word
Before...

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The Elf on the Shelf gets fired 
   for his unwise behavior.
      Now he’s out for revenge.

ELF OFF THE SHELF

The elf he got sacked so he decides
on Christmas Eve he’s justified
to catch all the gifts
because of the rift
but...

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One fine day someone
came into the store
and took us off the shelf,
they threw their money down,

we were tossed into a bag,
so dark was it in there,
suddenly we heard lots
of people talking,

we were inside a smoked
filled room, this man pulled
us out of the bag, he then
opened...

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on Tuesday the candy canes danced off the shelf
I almost got run over by a screaming running elf.
Where is the head baker? He asked without apology.
Watch where you are going! I yelped to that arrogant he.

Then I saw something horrific for myself.
Those striped candy canes...

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You must immediately take that elf off the shelf!
But why? The shopkeeper asked. What’s the reason? 
Because he my most productive candle selling elf
And it is the Black Friday slash Christmas season....

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one day,
I fell off the shelf,
broke into many pieces,
hands swept me away
and dumped me into a
plastic garbage bin
to be picked up by
a refuge truck on
Friday and delivered
for burial at the
junkheap of abandoned
hearts where cries are
not heard



February 7, 2020...

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Words prance off shelves 
and hit me in the head
Trying to land in my mouth

Little do they know my mouth cannot use them
My mouth is afraid
of the wrath of others

But my fingers can use them
Will type them up quickly 
and make them a poem

Still they...

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Some solutions are better left on the shelf,
Even when we have turned into an elf,
If you have interest in the health of yourself.

It may be better to stay clear of the shelf,
If you want to continue thinking for yourself,
And you should never listen to an...

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