Best Pie In The Sky Poems

guided streams  of bright lights few squeeze through a crystal tight sky 
colours this nature scene brand new a freshly baked pumpkin spiced pie

a...

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Spring tide
pounding against
a rocky relationship

between the
new moon and
earth’s pie in the sky.

On an island
of one’s own making
in the mind —

like a whirlpool
when imagination
slips away

on a...

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I've got a fist full of Buddha,
And a fist full of Rand,
A pocket full of Jesus,
And the other's filled with sand,
That's in case I need...

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I’m sitting at my desk typing on my computer. 
My head is a satellite broadcasting a disrupted signal. 
I can’t get a clear picture of...

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A poet's work [like journalists] is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, to start arguments, to shape the world and...

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To fellow young Eagles,
At poetry soup,

Such a confound,
The pull down,
Once an Eagle gets off the ground,
Flying I guess prohibited,
Once exhibited,

Good advice to fly,
Remove sty from...

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The Atheist believes in Rationality
   He mocks all religious emotionality

Calls it the opiate of the masses, pie-in-the-sky
   The snake oil of...

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(1.)
We Were So Blessed, When Our Love Was New

Nevermore softest touch of loving hand
 nevermore, will we together stand!
Forevermore, our sad souls shall deny
 forevermore,...

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An idiom for you
An idiom for me
It’s just an expression,
a message, you see.

Silence is golden.
Trouble comes in three.
Each to his own taste.
The powers that be.

A...

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Harlot rides the scarlet colored beast,
 "the rich, fat cats having a feast.” 
Come now ten horns of ten fables
Loose the yokes of uneven gables

Babylon,...

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Three Atheist limericks 
	for April Fools' Day 2006


Dear Mrs. Schiavo: Goodbye. 
	
Dear Mrs. Schiavo:  Goodbye.
Fifteen years was a long time to die.
  ...

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Marshmallow cotton candy clouds drift on by
In the vast azure skies so blue
I dream each night that I can fly
And I’m looking down on you

With...

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Riot
                        ...

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Saturated with fish fry smells, Bar-B-Cue smoke,
rodeo dust and sounds of deep water blues,
with teasing frothing lace spread on the shore,
Gulf Coast birth breeze blew...

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Hey bruh, 
haven’t you heard,
ain’t you read the news?
The White House is gonna eradicate 
the fear infested inner city blues
That Trump fella says,
he’s got his...

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