Best Oiling Poems

Let’s begin with
A strong fresh
Brewed Greek coffee
The aroma alone,
Will wake up 
Your senses, 
Allow you to
Let go, to keep 
An open mind to delight
And excite...

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Once I finish oiling rusty joints and dusting these old bones,
it's time set off on down the trail.
Where I'll head I haven't a clue;
by heaven...

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A holy man, a profit of God, but of what God?
Rasputin the black snake of Eden, endowed with
Silvery fork tongue of the viper.
It slithered into...

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Four palms, one taller, the other three measure the same.
Heavily anchored in sand, all are vertical climbers of this azure sky.
Eight new fronds per palm,...

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Let Not Your Soul Be Burdened

The soul is where the mind doth dwell,
Always somewhere
 it's never in limbo -
Your soul is filled, never void. 
So,...

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I’ve got a great invention
I use it all the time
It does the things that I should do
It always works just fine

It cleans my room it...

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“Chasing Ghosts in Cars” 

Like automata
we walk inside 
winding up the stairs

it’s all mechanical
the romance 
programmed

by steep degrees 
in the 
well-routined

we can walk 
through walls
anywhere

to...

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Ask apt answer
Choice cheers charmer
Trust task trader
Indulge inking
Obvious oiling
Nice noose netting


Align and aim
Chance clever claim
Touch tender tinge
Inch informs inch
Opt odd option
Net next notion


As appeal asks
Calm...

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birth, creation, dark, death, earth, history, metaphor

OUTSIDE-IN---INSIDE OUT! ©   TANKA

Very green flushed carpets
Sky blue azure topped ceilings
Tree branched sofa chairs
Mirror sea rippling four...

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I'VE COME OF AGE

 

July 22nd 1947 to July 22nd 2012

I have come of age today

sixty-five years old,

I am of the age for Social Security,

or...

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Inside my head the cogs are clicking
Really need oiling with inspiration
Fast asleep is the main aggressor
my muse, says he is on vacation.

Gone are the thoughts...

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Let me play you violin 
I hope you will dance 
Don't mind how to begin
Till you loose all steps into trance 
And wonder if you've...

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Our lusty voice was in the tramp of narrow, winding,
     Scree-littered, deep-rutted roads;     
 Ravens, uttering guttural...

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On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusian's underscored treasures;
Take all that’s...

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A heart dyed deep in blackness, whistled
As the kettle boiling,
So shrill beyond the bedroom door
Like turbines pumping, toiling;
Screaming like a rusty hinge, caked
In need of...

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