Best Pike Poems

It's all the ways darkness drapes
showing where light is in reality
how it's part and parcel 
I can't look at myself
but I see a reflection from your eyes

sat in a circle 
we can tell each who we are
I need to hear it to exist

may I rest...

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~On Pike’s Peak in moonlight as fog lifted, 
the maiden of gloom appeared on her broom, 
this witch I saw her as her dress drifted, 
with multi colored socks and face filled pocks. 

~The maiden of gloom appeared on her broom, 
she did screech, “Aren’t...

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I had a house for sale
They asked me to hold it
Right before I sold it
But my house was a whale
That already set sail
And didn’t give a whit

But it thought what the heck
Coz it altered its tack
So I sold it to Pack
But forgot about Peck
Who was...

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Cronking ravens’ aerobatics 
between rock-pulpits leaning over,
grey disdainful gate-posts.
Our shouts echoed 
as we clambered like ants on a wall,
the lake a far glittering pool
in the dark sunken floor of the world.
On the saddle
buttresses of old hostile crags
hung vertiginously over an empty valley
where brown snaking streams...

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Autumn leaves are falling
as I look back on life.
Never thought I'd live this long
through the trouble, toil and strife.

The road has been a rocky one
mostly scary, dark and grey
and God sure had to carry me
many times along the way.

As I watch the wind blown leaves
tossed...

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Just a little tyke
When on the hearth~strike
Then blaze

Warmth flowed throughout like
Happiness 'pon trike
Young days

When you were godlike
I'd feel dreamlike
A phase

Let me paraphrase
It's not hollandaise
Just dreams

Down by waterways
Where God I could praise
Fish teem 

As 'pon stream I gaze
Large bream dreams always
Sea bream

No_ hatchlings that gleam
And bring...

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Down this once famous graveled road
I drive by day and drive by night
my mind replaying stories of times past.
As if thinking about them
can make them real again.
Buildings standing with new faces, signs.
I see them now only as they once were
in my childlike memory, mind.

Each corner...

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In golden dawn of day
Fish the color of lake and sky
Swam Lake Erie wide in eye.

Twenty thousand years past
Fins chased by glaciers:
Blue pike survived
Until too many waves of our breed
Swept them from the lake
With taint and nets of greed
In a hundred years-long dusk.

Too much like...

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This is the tale of Sarah Pike
Who lived in a cottage at Hangman’s Dyke,
Twixt Preston and old Burnblack town
She walked the byways up and down.
Travellers stopped to buy her pies
And kissed her hands with gracious goodbyes
Till a gentleman rider on his tall chestnut steed
Strangled her...

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Congratulations to Simone Biles
An African-American gymnast
Who dares to surpass
The Gold Standard...

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  As my son was driving down the pike
     a driver cursed him, “You dirty kike”

  My son turned slowly and waved goodbye
     calling out proudly, ‘Am Yisroel Chai!’ *



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the blue print glows back at my sight
it's getting clearer and clearer  
and it isn't in my rear view mirror 
like eddie said 
it's straight ahead 
the thirteen are  anxious about revolution 
they pray for anonymous contribution 
the  rotchild will kill the...

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Our boat is first to slice
The green snake skin of Clam Lake
This Saturday morning in May

Heading east to the mouth of Grass River
Where angry Pike still hunt from shallows
Before the Milfoil grows to summer impossible

My son at the wheel
His long hair a wake of curls...

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Life ain't no bed of roses
We're not destined to 
drown in a pit of despair
Aguish is unknown until flesh
grazes a blade of barbed brair

A prickle that pricks
A nettle that nicks and
stings my gaping gore
A scab I scratch and pick
My heart...a naked sore

The pain of a...

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