Best Paraphrased Poems

 "I've tasted love heroin and will never have that high again"..
    (paraphrased quote one from "Notting Hill")

Love heroin is very potent stuff.
It’s not like other drugs; it is for free.
There is no ban on it, but it is tough
to keep that...

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"You are ... different, aren't you?" she said, crinkling her nose.

That sentiment, spoken by my fourth grade home-room teacher
Had been paraphrased many times before
(And would be countless times again)
Different, unusual, odd, weird, curious, complex, or just plain strange

Those were the kind ones - the ones...

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It is here.

It is now.

It is
Because

These tantric dialects
Come
Undone

I taste the solstice of gray.

Foggy, silver-lined showers
Replenishment against elasticity's incomplete verb

Through whistling meadows of Nature’s morn
Incredulous smiles become born
Again

The muse in my a-muse-ment
Becomes paraphrased, violet-tinted charm

This unadulterated verbiage
Preparing moistened breaths
Into crux of night

Surrendering chain-link grips of consonants...

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You Never Cease to Amaze Me!

You never cease to amaze me!
I know I haven’t been thinking much about you lately
I’ve been so busy, what with studying and being sick,
I didn’t think you even knew or cared about all
That I’ve been going through;
The aches and pains,...

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Lately, I have been a-thinkin',
About President Abraham Lincoln,
And about the witty sayings he told,
Quotes for the ages that shall ne'er grow old!

Some I've slightly paraphrased,
And others I've left unscathed.
"No matter how much cats yowl and fight,
There always seem to be plenty of kittens alright!"

"If this...

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Who is Bigfoot’s Great-grand Daddy?

Whether living in a city or on the mountain side,
People from the world around astound us with their views.
He’s nine-feet tall, a hairy thing, uprightly he flees astride.
Only tracks are left behind and the mystery accrues.

They say that Big Foot does...

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A certain beautiful little girl was standing
In a Midtown Manhattan CVS store
Where crowds had gathered to shop late in evening
She was of Oriental descent standing there;

I saw her, admired her sweetness and let her be
I just stood near her side such a small child she...

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Her 'Verses on Schizophrenia' was written
        while both of us were immersed in Gauguin's


       yellow ocher smudging the eves in Tahiti
       on a bankrupted canvas throbbing...

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"He would spin one pistol in one hand in one direction,
while spining the other pistol in his other hand in the opposite direction.
He'd have two targets, one in front and one behind him.
When someone yelled "fire!" he'd simultaniously fire both guns,
hitting both targets, the target...

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I've tried to make words rhyme at the end of their stanzas,
but rhyme wasn't too perfect for those impersonal stanzas,
the Iambic pentameter was right, but it required rhyme for intensity,
so rhyme didn't agree with Iambic pentameter in every verse; 
I paraphrased every stanza with a...

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You’ve given me another year
365 blank pages
To fill up
I know that your ultimate desire
Is for me to fill them in ways
That are according to your will
And that bring you joy
And that make your divine face
Break out into a smile
Of approval and love
That lights up the...

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SONG TO THE RUINS OF AMERICA
With the Glyn Ford’ eyes:
"Fascist Europe-The Rise of Racism and Xenophobia"
I see with horror how from an american country to another
Racism and Xenophobia are cultivated in ist fields
Inspecting the growth of fascism and its relationship
With the capitalist families’ domain
As Daniel...

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He entered the dark house 
	through the unlocked kitchen door, 
	his house until the separation,
	found his way 
	down the dark hallway 
	to the bedroom,  
	hid in the closet, 
	the door slightly open to 
	a clear view of the room 
	in the half-light of a...

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If the entire world is a stage and we are all actors upon it 
So said Shakespeare (paraphrased) 

Then daily life is a camera shot in focus. 
When we explore our environment it’s a wide angle shot. 
When we are stupidly acting on command, it’s...

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I watched the “news” this morning.
Chicken Little ran around squawking
Two women talked amiably after describing
scenes of horrific violence.
A homeless puppy was found
cared for and now needs a “forever” home.
Thousands called in looking to adopt it.
A homeless veteran was stepped over
in the entrance to a shelter
he/she...

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