Best Proofing Poems

My friend told me that she said that I was a pooh pooh butt.
Who told you?
My friend said that he was talking about my mama.
Your...

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French Bread
	
	
	Your index finger 
	draws figure-eights 
	in the dusting of flour 
	on the counter top 
	where you lean
	quite casually, 
	watching as I make 
	a loaf...

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Have you seen a Rockwell 1950's Lemonade Wars?
Two girls, both white of course,
dressed for YoungRepublican success
scowling at each other on a pristine deserted street
of the...

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Would you crusade to remote regions
in search of that timeless tomb, the one made of seasalt & sandstone,
to towns tempered by the terror of war,...

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Extra weight no longer a problem for shallow water, 
We bulked up for the next leg of our journey, 
Water containers, even some canned goods
An...

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No No; that's my name 

Name I was given 

Given when I started crawling

Crawling and exploring my world

World that I couldn't touch until I was...

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The rain appeared, arctic 
Spattered the duck board 
As angry pellets flinched 
And recoiled 

Boathouse dank, bleak 
Galley proofing transpire 
Moist and humid 
With sense...

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I am happily teaching my second grade students two bully-proofing strategies earlier today.
These powerful  anti-bullying techniques are "the thank you" and the "skip away"...

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A perfectly functioning mind is an amazing contraption!
 

If oddball facts are not “your thing” - the one I’ve just discovered, and which I’m going...

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Critical tendencies and agitated mind,
misread beginnings to like all in kind.
Air of the heaven and sensation in prime,
force of life and death at the same...

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An affinity for romance re-kindled
Our autumn walk severed from the rush of people
A different kind of membership
       a cool...

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I hate the business of writing
the commerce of word craft
the tedium of publishing
the deadlines imposed

I hate the word count 
the editing and proofing
the book signing...

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I haint donning royal carpet treatment

No stuntman/woman showed up, 
albeit intervened in timely fashion
to thwart mishaps experienced 
courtesy me I bemoan,
and poet lore re: yet...

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A poem can be left adrift
a deserted, floating wreck

Words wash over rails
on board, a slippery deck

Every poem I've ever written
helps me write the next

A gaggle...

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Hungering, thirsting, my stammering lips burst
With words floundering at the bridge of need
I stagger each lonely time away from the curst
The broken wings of long...

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