Best Ops Poems

Special Ops!


My heart needs a tourniquet
     For all the holes you burned in it...
          So the bleeding stops!

You'll rue the day for this offense
     And suffer without recompense...
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The truth of their own beholder. There is none in him in their golden deceit                     Retreating into their cycloptic gland the apple of their eye...

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I am nearing the end of my journey
The path that I walk is almost done,
Over my shoulder are friends now gone?
In front of me a life, underpinned by yesterday’s fear
For I am in a world where no one belongs

Tomorrow I look through the sight for...

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Black Ops

Tex Lester and his sidekick Lumpy Bascom 
wiggled down the arroyo on their bellies
to better observe a latifundista trouble spot
too hot to touch so they tap danced instead
Lumpy grabbed the walkie talkie and said 
hey my turn to change the channels
Tex said OK Lumpy...

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But lion tipping esoteric elite's lobby and label their fables                                   ...

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It’s that certain time of day
When you can’t tell grey from green.
I slip through cracks unguarded;
Claim my coup de main unseen.
I’m no flash, but all drive
As I haunt the shadow docket
With the secrets of Masada
Neatly folded in my pocket.
I leave a gaping nighttime hole
In the...

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When posing for a photo-op
      do not suck a lollipop
 
   I know someone who did that too ~
      stuck his tongue out, orange and blue...

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You clean, you shop, you stir, you chop;
You add marshmallows to the top.
You cannot stop or all will flop;
The doorbell rings – you smile and hop.

The sweat you mop or oven prop;
With guests, the anecdotes you swap.
A drink you cop but dare not drop
A morsel...

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