Best Peddler Poems

I bought a box of truth from a peddler down the street,
even though he told me its veracity might sting.
I handed him a stack of...

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I am trying to sleep here; can someone let the world know?

Somewhere the pressure cooker whistles, 
Rises in the night air, the smell of pulao...

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Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of...

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There is a disturbing discrepancy
Between mortals and the spirit world,
Such as the eternal salvation of man
From the curse of sin and its hold.

The paradox of...

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James Hinkshaw

There once was a man named James Hinkshaw.
Who planned to go to town for a jigsaw.
He had hick-saws and jinx-saws
He even had a wink-saw.
But...

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Don’t send me more 
Of your tragic poems
My dear 
Covered in blood
Of your monthly flood
Of tears

Don’t send me more 
Of your angry poems
My dear
Carved with...

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I’m excited, I got a job
I now work for Bob Bob’s Gob Shop
They asked me to stand outside and sell
These white packets, of what I...

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A dispenser of dishonest vice, a peddler of blatant lies,
In his unscrupulous realms, nobility of truth sadly dies,
Where righteous vibes of morality and decency agonize;
Where...

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Eyelids  heavy with memories 
Cover lights and shadows of a hospital in ruins. 
A baby with grown-up fingers 
Reads the past in Braille 
Barely...

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Who is this Malaysian boy?
His style is dashing,
His eyes are beckoning.
He is the eastern boy from Nnewi,
With the hands that work all day,
Where poverty has...

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Bought my grandkids Caps for Sale
And checked when it was written - 
Back in 1940! Still,
The story has me smitten.

A peddler cannot sell the caps
He...

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Erotic Thoughts

Once upon a time a blue pill and a red pill were offered
My wife and I looked at each other in surprise
We kept our...

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Dappled grey horses
sweat crusted and weary
hooves drifting dust
lift a day
passing dreary
The harness bells faded
reigned in at the rill
a cool running brook
near the base of our...

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OK!! Love is good, love is good,
But hey, will it buy me food,
For bread with love can I pay,
And my bills and taxes too, I...

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Said Thomas
I a hustling peddler, 
hungry mouths to feed.
Do you know what's it's like
to stare upon hunger!
especially that of a child!

Tackled and hurdled to the...

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