Best Patrician Poems

MY TREE

Beside the Kinta River still it stands
Colossus of the primal forest panoply
The tree a native of the fecund land
It’s limbs support the graceful arcing...

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This is a message to children who lack sincerity in school. Hard work always gives easy success. Whatever hardwork we do during our school days,...

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Idle hands scorching a trail
Through the Capitol
Closed mouths and hearts turn daggers
Biting our own tongues

And the streets are red rivers 
Through which they drive
golden chariots...

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MY TREE - IT SHALL SURVIVE

Beside the Kinta River still it stands
Colossus of the primal forest panoply
Residing native of the fecund land
It’s limbs supporting graceful...

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'Twas April Fourteenth, Seventy-Eight.
Lest any should repudiate
what on this very special date
the two of them were doin',

Let's for a moment contemplate
their entry to the grand...

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He ruled his kingdom with an iron fist
all looked up to the earl of otherworld.
Women sighed over his handsome face,
his manly stature and his sense...

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FEAR NOT THE CLAUSE

There is no cause to fear the clause
It has no teeth, has no sharp claws
Though analysis may give you pause
Dissect it, then...

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Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen
 
While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
On the metro ride home
Listening to Buddha bar music
On my oh too hip IPod
 
I begin...

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MASKED BALL – THE SURPRISE

The final sweet phrase has sounded
Our dancers await by twos
All still in mask, impatient
To hear their sovereign’s news

Queen Adaelade, Ball Chancellor
Has...

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A crowned king is you mathematician

You cured our problems like an experienced physician

You manipulated our facts like a sorcerer like a magician

You created masterpieces like...

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The pedestrian kettle steams on to the Capitol pyre
With a weight watcher tonic; more lean legislators to sire
The Grand Old Party a taste of the...

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B52s above the Aleutians?
It never was a Red Dread global mission.
Fidel was just Galician patrician,
and Ho and Mao were scholarly Confucians.

They wore those uniforms like...

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Tourist in Bruges
 I was in Bruges, in Flanders, once
 Saw beautiful old buildings where the patrician class
The merchants and charlatans lived
Where the poor lived...

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I've heard it said that if all the people 
who ever lived and died, were buried together, 
it would fill the size of Spain.

No gazpacho,...

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for Nancy  Cockerham

History does not repeat itself?
Oh Yes, She does.  She sent me
a sister from other lifetimes, a gift
ungifted in ordinary timelines.

A motherless...

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