Best Regents Poems

Hello, Farrah....
It's 7Am here, and cold
Just awoke, with,
Oh, Here We Go Again!
Fever, Pain, Confusion,
And Lots of Other Groovy Things
To Keep My Mind Busy...
Many more people know of you
than a few days ago....
Did you ever hear of Rod Mckuen?
Professional poet/ musician/songwritter-
One of the reasons I love...

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I get a kick outta the writes I see,
So intellectual, how can that be?
I skipped two grades,
Was forced to take IQ tests again,
Cause no one as dumb as me,
Could possibly produce such a score, you see
Got 100% on regents exams,
Passed college entrance tests
Half drunk and...

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Round about nineteen 1971-2, yours truly bid adieu 
to Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School 
   (situated at crossroads – then beau
colic rural routes of Evansburg Road and Ridge Pike), where nary a clue
prevails today of such pristine farm country due
to undergo radical urbanization...

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I am Flight Sgt Ramsay Roe, and my memories have faded,  
Of my experiences in Burma, and their chronological order, 
But into my memory’s deep recesses i have dug and waded, 
Although the exact sequence of events may be in disorder. 

When i was...

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The Day The Aardvark Died Christmas 2017

The day the aardvark died
they wept down London zoo
some danced in Jerusalem
cardinals Christians orthodox Jew

The day the aardvark died
I heard them wail down Regents Park
a city prayed for Meerkats
the zoo closed gates before dark

The day the aardvark died
A giant...

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1.09.2008

Samael's* visit

"Please, do not scream",
He gently said
And pressed his hand 
Upon my lips -
And I could sence
The bliss of death
Close by my searching
Fingertips
"Please, do not scream,
It's not your time,
So many more still yearn to die...
I just stopped by 
To spread my wings -
To rest before...

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The fingered clouds beckoned forth,
And remnant regents came,
I being under scraggly force
Said " Let us begin the game."

Then lined them up and tally hoed,
(With garden on the side,)
"You call that what we are to foed?"
"I am only for the ride."...

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slithering world serpent through the ocean of air
impunity by nature , to understand thee thy dare
infiltrate , dominate , conversions at will
wooing the masses , lies , poisonous they spill
masters of craft , art , they have built
architects of time , vaults filled at their...

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People of 
Reposition 
Men of 
Calm 
Islands of 
Immunity 
Centuries 
Palm 
Keepers of 
Kingdoms 
Regents of 
Sight 
Pilgrims of 
Pugilance 
Nomads 
Delight 
Seekers of 
Solitude 
Freedom 
Within 
Sages with 
Sustenance 
Queens on 
The wind 
Dogmas of 
Certainty 
Knights of 
The sword
Prisoners of 
Dignity 
All caught,
—by...

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For the Beauty Pageant 
Her selling front teeth,
Whose absence is a myth 

For a smile with intent,
Yoga is the breath 
While you bare their breadth

Their extraction kills the sweet 
In indulgent kiss,
Keeping them white a feat
To one who wouldn’t a tooth miss.
 
Also useful to...

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ancient house of regents , castles in the sky
gifted wings nigh heavenly flight
beyond my blind minds eye .

trumpeteers hail the closing , opening anew
passing stages throughout the ages
just to name a few .

twenty-five hundrend in concert
ten times complete the song
stage revolves , props in place
for...

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Swans row the sky
just feet above the copper water.
Gulls twist their necks to watch 
a lone sailor on the prow
of a sludge-decked dredger.

On the slate thatched gambrels
of a lesser known roofs
spotters search for night bombers,
the figures have turned to stone
as do all oft repeated passages...

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            Angel, so gentle a messenger a rescuer, 
comfort to Men and Woman and our children, 
you have their eye, you have always had our 
attention, intentions in the back of our minds. 
Working...

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Parameters fulfilled 
Ghosting geography 
Repeating a new regents
Costal environment 
Land-grant treatment
 and how I am today ... house for sale


11/15/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr  2019...

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London growls under the tread
of diesel driven dreams.

A stork visits,
an attic full of discarded toys.
White mice sleep in pajamas,
made of childish nightmares.

Barges reek still, just as when,
sweat was as common as dirt.

A window in Baker Street,
opens to let pipe smoke out,
it uncoils in the air
like...

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