Best One Hundred Forty Poems

When my life has finally left me and my last breath has been shed
And the silver cord is broken and my bodies firmly dead
I shall hover near the body, download the scenes of this past life 
Noting all minutest details rolling backwards past my eyes

I’ll...

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“Infinite Sex” 
by:  Eric L. Boddie


With the first lick, your toes curl 
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And the eighth lick rocks your world 
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Then the twentieth lick makes your head twirl 
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But with the forty-first lick, your entire body...

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The master said it well with the statement he proclaimed
For I will be that person who has returned again
“Your iniquities shall be visited to the third and fourth generation”
That makes the time just perfect for my next incarnation

Two Thousand Eighty Six is when my next...

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You made us out of your own image,
with love and life a gift you gave.
You gave us a paradise to live in.
An eternal living, a promise of forever.
You have saved a thousand rooms in heaven.
A place for one hundred forty four thousands,
from the twelve tribes...

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A goldfish has a memory of about three seconds
Very much like senior citizens I'd say
They're often seen aimlessly walking the streets
Wearing their dear wife's negligee

A sneeze has been recorded at travelling over
One hundred forty feet per second
Fast enough to knock a buzzard off a poop...

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DESCRIBE HEAVEN 

To describe heaven… let me see,
from ideas in my head?
From scriptures that have been twisted,
or verses…that I’ve read?

Heard, “Truth is stranger than fiction,”
at this…might try my hand?
Was warned if I pursue this course,
in trash this poem…might land

Heaven, I feel most will agree
is dwelling...

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There is a space still unknown
In the basement of my home
In the dirt there's gotta be treasure
Better go 'splorin' (for good measure)
A century ago, this house came to be
What I'll find,  there's no guarantee
I can see old bottles, a coffee can or two
A light...

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Men grow beards to feel more free,
But looking like a caveman isn't freedom,
It just means you'll always have soup on your face,
Nor does sipping softly on organic green tea,
Or turning a book to page ninety to seem more accomplished than those around you,
Smoking electronic cigarettes...

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The sixty-year reunion
of the class of '55
was quite a celebration
for the ones who had survived...

First came prissy Pomeroy-
then Milford, Meeks, and Moody
who like old crows, perched and cawed
at busty old Miss Trudy

While Trudy curled her lip
and bustled off in mock-huff
(secretly flattered, but still
retaining her outer...

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two, four, eight, and more
sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four
doubling, doubling
troubling, troubling

keep on going at least four more
you’ll find yourself at a thousand twenty-four
doubling, doubling
troubling, troubling

what if we go another four more
sixteen thousand three eighty-four
doubling, doubling
troubling, troubling

time to stop, just four more
two hundred sixty-two thousand one hundred forty-four
I’ll...

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The USS Ticonderoga
In January of ’45
Was engaged off of Formosa
When the kamikazes darkened the skies.

Hit on the flight deck and the island,
One hundred forty four died.
An inferno that day and that hour,
Yet the Ticonderoga survived.

The sixth of the Essex-class carriers,
Launched just the year before,
She and...

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Young,black, brother.... lost in this world
Can't get help for the answers to any question
so he seeks the answers for himself and......
he answered once...WRONG
He got the answer....that's right,
but it was wrong.
Now he's wonder "why I have to be here..
for so.... darn.... long?"
but no one has given...

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The atmosphere which held the mushroom cloud,
on a stoic August morn
devastatingly lethal to a people proud,

Cries of anguish drowned out by a noise so loud,
forms forever etched in concrete as
The atmosphere which held the mushroom cloud,

A grizzly tactic, that was meant to astound,
setting events in...

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A goldfish has a memory of three seconds
Very much like senior citizens I'd say
They're often seen aimlessly walking the streets
Wearing their wife's negligee

A sneeze has been recorded at travelling over
One hundred forty feet per second
Fast enough to knock a buzzard off a poop wagon
An amazing...

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How then shall I show love for our sisterhood?
Our mother’s baby birthed on this joyous day
A festive time   with wishes  ‘happy’  and  good
No balloon  filled  room,  cake,  gifts on display
Belief systems stand first  it’s well...

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