Best Overtime Poems

I’d tell you my story, but where I’m from
it’s just a statistic
Life and death- same difference- it’s just ballistics.

So much suffering – I no longer...

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"Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness"



The blue lines ripple like waves
to the right side of the page
vacantly calm 

from the shallow depths 
of the ponderous...

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Matchstick Bikes 

To tinkers and toilers 
     I salute, 
From mending boilers 
     to weaving jute, 
Man...

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How rare, how innate this journey 
manifests to be, the foreshadowing 
of a loners blessing. 

That intuitive thought to travel 
with when my third eye...

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She pleaded to me with a blushed body,
ready readily for the holiday my maintinance could muster for her pink engine,
the electricity my overtime bedtime love...

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CRAZE DURING FOOTBALL GAME

Up yellows; greens; reds and blue,
tell me! Tell me, who is through?
Passes. Crosses. Headers. Shots.
Volleys, blasters, more scissor kicks
tell me! Tell me,...

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Me barber’s still one of them blokes who lives the school of old,
using methods quite old fashioned to what modern trends unfold,
so with scissors, clippers,...

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MENTAL ILLNESS

Mental Illness is a sickness of the mind.
It’s the sickness that rarely crosses our minds,
yet, it covers a wide range of conditions of the...

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Couples coming into prime
exhibit an exact prognosis;
passions working overtime
while seeking love in heavy doses.
Never being quite enough
to satisfy their youthful yearning;
time spent lying in the...

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AC/DC, the rockers from down under
Boston, with Tom Scholz on guitar, sweet thunder

Creedence Clearwater, singing Proud Mary
Deep Purple, from the 70's, rocking and hairy

Eagles, easy...

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America is everyone,
There are people who believe otherwise
But America is not 
Just some middle class white man,
Living a suburban life,
Drinking coffee every morning,
Eating breakfast with...

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Hip-Hop is dead
I can’t feel the throb, the devotion, the dedication
I wear all black
Black stilettos, black cut dress, aimed real low
Seductive but simple, I know...

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It’s dreadful, a disaster, it’s a terrible calamity
Housewives going frantic for the thing they seek but cannot see
Supermarket workers helping those who shout the most
Try...

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I am your champion, I fight for your cause,
my love and devotion give some people pause.

When I saw you I knew you, just like with...

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Twice-a-day, though sun or rain, in storm or wind or snow

              ...

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