Best Police Poems

I'm afraid
So afraid
Of being arrested
By the thought police

Their rules are many
Think this
Think that
Don't diverge from the normal
Stop playing on the street corner of tomorrow
Let sleeping dogs rest
Do not question
Do not burn on passionate bonfires

I watch as they ready their weapons
They display arresting warrants through clouded...

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It was the spring of ‘74 when my student peers and I
were on the tail end of a group excursion  
through southern Spain, across Gibraltar’s Strait
and into the exotic northern tip of Africa.
I remember lots of greenery and mountains
and the fascinating sights and sounds...

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Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our hearts/ tagged by graffiti/ imaginary art!

Rambling beloved words left to right
Updated book with no criminal case
Tears reminisce a scar of...

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No Loitering, Skating, Skateboarding or Cycling....

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I’m trying a new refreshing write
My blessed  Soul word out of sight 
Maybe my view should truly change
Having a good look at new poetic range

I don’t want to upset the infamous P.D.**
The one who’ll  police me in 3D
Undercover poet, that apparently is not?
If...

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She told the police, Please help me
My husband is missing you see
First he was there, then he was gone
And I don't know where he could be

The police seemed concerned and said,
Describe this man that's not around
If we don't have a description
We fear he may never...

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Thought Police

Be careful what you say, 
be careful who you say it to. 
It might be heard... 
by someone that does not like it!

They will come to your door, 
and even the score, 
even if there is no game
involved at all. 
They will just call,...

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Through the glass I spied an old man
     And he’s reading his text
  With no care and I’m vexed
       A long letter...what’s next?
Origami folds into fan…

8/27/2018
ABBBA - Mad-Song Stanza/Quintain...

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Some poets, are an island lost at sea 
Another day goes by, and still no P.O.T.D.  
Other poets, their faces 
Their faces are everywhere 
Other poets, feel left out
They fall into despair 

I'll send an S.O.S. to the soup 
I'll send an S.O.S. to...

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A field of wheat cloaked in dewy silence
the orchestra tunes up with avian arias
bullfrog basses and a choir of cawing crows,
xanthic sunflowers turning their heads to better see,
the daylight trajectory commencing with lazuline layering,
a breeze glissandoes on harps of oak leaves
tomorrow is now today,
 ...

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Do you ever see me?

I see you every night. 

I see your lifeless body under the street lights. 

I hear you mom screaming let him be alright. 

I see the gunshot wound going through you like butter with a knife. 

You blood keeps pumping with...

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a knee, a neck, a symbol, a tool
the segregationist would be proud

fighting to breathe is a fight where 
Vegas is covering all odds

let's lay our money and him down
the spittle, the pool on the ground
does not need to be explained, cleaned or vilified

this is America...

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When a man stepped out his childhood home,
Planting a brave foot in the open world
Not an age, not a generation, not a world ago,
There breathed and burned in him hope
Shared with mama's receding figure
Frozen in prayer by the doorpost to his back 
That his way...

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Their hands raise with ours and for a moment we are all standing in perfect unity, every set of fingers curled in anger and defiance - and then they throw the tear gas.

Which is rich,
Because how many women have wept,
Sliding down their walls to their...

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"Beware Of the Ides of the men on black"
The judges and jurors of our fates, blink.
Every time we will, they will reform it
They even gave them new uniforms
But they preferred the black 'It suits them mos'
And more guns,lesser humanity.

The Leaders of tomorrow are forbidden from...

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