Best Ops Poems

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My heart needs a tourniquet
     For all the holes you burned in it...
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The truth of their own beholder. There is none in him in their golden deceit          ...

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Good evening Ladies 
May I say, I am honored and privileged
As this is the first ever time
I have read in front of a woman’s only...

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-Dr President Lady, please  launch the nuclear war button-

I'm packing up my girdle; I'm heading up state 
Where society thinks only men should run...

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I am a cliché

A soul walked along the water
The winds yelling cliché cliché
A dark soul was on the other side waiting
The winds yelled again cliché...

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The pricking sun starts to hide
when the stars unfurl their cloaks
The darkness starts to creep this evening
Oh I can feel my spirit rising

I stayed at...

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Gearing up to what should be magical
Special winter to be a first of firsts
Brand spanking new at the grand-parent thing
Marshmallow snowsuits, sleighs and Santa Claus
First...

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I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and...

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Charm courts calm cheer
Romp ruffles rear
Ask and appear
Zoom zesty zeal
Youth yelling yield


Mind mourning mate
Airing apt ape
Discern debate


Dice dewy drop
Offer opts ops
Glimpse gracious gob


Best blooming blot
Aim...

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Let’s walk you through the Advertising world
Where people are ideating in search of a pearl
 
They are brainstorming on a client brief you see
Where no...

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Spy vs. Poet - pen trickery

(A collaborative poem by Serena Storm and Joel Thornton)


Dissimulating cloak – an apocryphal script 
Ah, I see "I" the spy...

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“The Penelope Squad”



A line of bluebirds 
tittering on a line
swaying on the winds
like comedian pageboys 
having a good time
poop in the peg bucket
words wooden and...

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Sugar and Honey ©2013

Who could have known those Men in Black would be the groomsmen to serve as the royal escort for a date where...

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I created you
the angelic, and the impish 
with my proud and selfless
love for you.
I enthusiastically ate for two
the sweet, the sour,
the salty, ravenous cravings.
I carried...

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Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
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