Best Protractor Poems

And I walk
across numerical figments
speaking hyperbole dialect to their imaginations.

Numb, blocky gaps
whisper invitation to secret club.

Enticing my stature
to belong
to become exponent’s side-kick.

So they can welcome me with open arms.

Coating my digits with inoperable tumors
double-knotted in hot pink laced bow
and baby-breath scent.

They even left a Walmart...

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I glanced out my window watchin' kids plod along to school today.
I recalled my school days and how things have changed along the way
I watched the little fellers hunched over with their over-loaded packs.
'Tis a wonder the little dudes don't develop a twitch in their...

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enter
delete
only to remember
humbleness and humility
and the enigma of the motivation
and the direction of the action
the swing of the involuntary till it becomes voluntary
the taming of temptation
the civilization
the question of elevation and degradation
and the arrogance of shallow sophistication
the enlightment of deep simplification
it's the magic of the...

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“For I have seen you from far places
Shinning in bold light because you are made
Of Copper and tellurium; CuTe,

You are like the transition metals
You display love of many colours,
You are the sunshine that speeds up the release of
Oxygen I breathe in gears of photosynthesis,
How cute?

Periodic...

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Dear strong, mysterious Mr. Richter,
I have adored you all semester.

It's all about the way you say "cosign"
and the command you give to busy equations.
You keep those numbers all in line,
as if any one could give dissuasions.

With exponent passion you draw me in,
a mathematician first, then...

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love lies on the side hypotenuse
from where that right angle is
often love's functions seem abstruse
lost at ocean's bottom with Atlantis

yet complementary, our numbers add up
by degrees are ninety, true and square
feelings pour right to the loving cup
opposites and adjacents uncommonly rare

looking at all the angles...

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Wonder into the woods with ax in hand
Take care to be on time when you arrive

The forest is dark. It slumbers.  Don't be alarmed 
Bring an umbrella in case it rains

Rotted fallen lumber is benign.  It does not harm 
Never chop the big...

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It was 1991 and Mission Scotland had finally arrived,
My dad's big dream of being choirmaster had come true,
At Murryfield his 1000 voice choir blasted Just As I Am,
In Celtic Park 800 sang When I Survey to the Lamb.

My dad had asked me on the up-run...

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Announcer: " Now he wipes the sweat from his brow,
                    for it has all come down to now!"

Will the catcher put down the one?
A blazing fastball...

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Sometimes I think that days and moments
feelings and emotions should be linear
add them up in neat columns
clear solutions

But most days
i do not know the formula
to use or how to frame the equation
that shows me the way to your heart

Geometric shapes of light, angles with edges
lines...

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Slovak Widow On 59th Street 

		Chicago, South Side

She’s 84 
and when she stands,
everybody hears the chiropractic crack

of eon bones
and everybody tries so hard
not to look   

that half second when
the chamois’s taut 
across protractor features.


Donal Mahoney...

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...or Jack be walking funny for a while...

Jack was nimble,
And Jack was quick,
But he miscalculated
That candlestick.
It was skinny and tall,
He was thick and quite small.
When he lit,
It was with an undignified bump,
With a blister
The size of his fist on his rump.
Then a notion occurred
To this...

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Here are my Horn Chiropractor
Haiku Poems in a 5-7-5 format.

surely would be great
while walking should stand up straight
to do educate

up straight way we stood
be able to and we could
way we always should

my chiropractor
a straight body enactor
like a protractor 

had been disgusted
body broken and busted
so was...

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Brexit Sonnet No. 38
‘Political Incline’
 

Our ingrained political geometry has not changed,
It's always been three sides with rightish angle. 
Political incline set by side size range, 
Now at max, as even sides do wrangle.  
Our sides, no number three and four we find, 
Or...

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O! wandering child how far would you go?
how lost would you be found,?
Into the caves of nature extravaganza

No brother to keep you, no mother to wean you
 no guardian to hood until you stumble into
The pit of random jamboree.

Like the cotton wool you wave
From nooks...

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