Best Rack Poems

lessons handed down
no acts of kindness
more like the answer
to the question
are we paying attention

back in sixty-five
forty second and San Pedro
backroom of the barber shop
racking pool balls for pennies
or whatever them players
saw fit to handout 

hustle in some folk’s eyes
scripture in others
Gandhi or Elijah Muhammad 
Jesus...

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pale naked head bones
grim remains of sacrifice
the horse heads hang low...

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That tick in my fur
really bugs me - 
scratch-scratch.
Tick tack rickety rack,
that tick needs to go!
Oh me, oh my,
that tick really needs to go - 
rich-ratch.


Aunika Alch
Age 11

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they are stack
back to back 
in the club above
on a
HAT RACK...

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in my home
am not alone
i have bats
by the stack
in fact
i also have a 
TENNIS RACK...

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Rosemary and Pepper meant 
to have time spent
 down by the Bay 
 took a cloven path 
met Sir Basil's wrath 
and decided to not stay...

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 Just a poem, not life. 

Sea's waves roll in and out rhythmically
See a change, now its arrhythmically

Tsunami must be the blame or
Tommy's sleeping open-mouth snore

Amassed tangible wealth did he
A missed taking care of health, you see

Tsunami life lived now explodes
Tommy's health suddenly implodes

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Blitzed.Sagging.Worn
Wild waves awash with pain
Bursting all over his frame
Its daggers sharply sending shivers
Right into the heart of his brain
Wilting under the piercing thrusts.

There in the hand of the nurse
Lodged that tender tablet
His temporary respite
And momentary salvation
The oasis promising ease
Calming the rough swells,
Damming  the pain
Until...

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I was born high in the mountains where the air is cool...
Was taught early to work hard but didn't do well in school.

Now I am older and wiser and my head is gray...
And sometimes full of regret that my life didn't go
another way.

I am not...

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Moose with huge antler rack
Graceful as he roams on grassy
Banks, of slowly running river
Bowing his head low
Eats of the young tender shoots...

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Mime moost re cent poem titled 
     Mental Illness...Inherent Since Birth
fourth line down lacked an accidentally 
     ohm mitt head "rack", thus presenting dearth
of understanding, and
 
     set in motion a domino effect...

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Been to hell and back had a re-rack still stacked chips to pack/
Cut all slack and comeback sharper than a tack/
Your life is still intact to attack with so much tact to retract/
The dive your fate had cracked leaves you one ultimatum/
Gain yourself back and...

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Ratta a tat tat
I tip my hat
swish my dress
all to impress

Boooya
I wanna do ya
Take ya down
knock off yur crown

I wanna win!
So...show me some skin
slap my back
cause I am right on track

Train is go...It's been quite a show!
but I am moving on...
it's time .....for gone...

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THE SACK HANNING ON RACK
I have a sack hanging on a rack what’s in the sack it’s just hanging on the rack. So I 
give the sack a little smack out of the sack came a spider. Now her eyes became a little 
wider. When...

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After a short illness keeping me off Soup, and a 50-year refrain from Prose Poetry, I was inspired by a Thomas Merton talk about Rilke to find the courage for this form again.

Shoe Dreams

Is there any wonder some of us desire shoes as dreams of...

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