Best Prowlers Poems

We talked about poetry
Over cups of coffee and cigarette
In a café full of prowlers of pleasure
And skippers of wisdom
On a wintry day 
That was numbing...

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11/17/16



He did not hit no home run, it was a grounder

How many cabinets or counters

Have some sort of white powder

Many meals cooked with flour

Familiar with...

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A fright filled night is Halloween
Monsters and goblins make me scream
Scary costumes, some too extreme
An evil scheme        ...

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Masai Mara Migration
 

When Mother Nature calls
A wildebeest then recalls
Yonder, to migrate en mass
In search of Greener Grass.

Great a Hand that beckons
Utopia is yonder he...

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You walked those savage streets
Without a clue
Without a care
You could not see the dangers or sense that death was everywhere
Predators and prowlers...they all look for...

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Aboard Harry S Truman, CVN 75
Monumental battle ship, 
Within her hull, she seemed alive

Floating city, hauling a deadly airstrip
Creating peace, in the middle East, with...

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I can keep you safe from harm
That is lurking in the night
I can protect and keep you
From prowlers hidden from sight

I can shield you from...

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Branches of beans wave most predominantly in stormy weather but heavily prevalent are the many climbing chimps whose antics please the spotted cloud and cause...

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Rescued by the Lord
From the power of the grave,
I wear the robe of victory,
And a crown of joy. 

The Lord showed His power
Over the prowlers...

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Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler,
nocturnal  venturesome brushstroke sort,
they paint sound and city pastel,
never at a loss for inspiration,
weather neither bar nor...

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The Cold Doorknobs 

I.
I am sure there will be that profound moment in time
when the dog out back will stop its incessant yapping,
Its unrelenting impulse...

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some bright spots shine out 
of the squatter camp
coloured plastic houses
flap in the winter wind
bricks hold roofs in place
cardboard houses labeled
"For the Whitest Whites
 and...

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The Stalkers

Under the celestial awning
There are degrees of darkness 
Stygian and silky night - blue 
Secret light seeps out of hurts
Soon absorbed by night`s hue...

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i run like a rabbit but i'm running on empty
enslaved by my sins still i run to be free
i'm running from peace and running to...

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He grows in his garden porcelain lips; kisses for the rain.
And the flowers wanted to look out, so he planted a window pane.
He grew a...

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