Best Resale Poems

Separated by distances
As time dances in and out
The evolution of our being
Caught so tight, interwoven
Hearts palpitating, pressing
To expolore each possible nuance

There's a carnival of imagination
Left poised on every vacant lot
Teeming on the market
With unusual resale value

Captivating soul dance ether
Murmuring through density of dreams
Your thick breath...

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Buddy was ripping up stuffed animals
Paw over paw, tail over head
Making sure to rip off their eyes
Tearing out filling, making them dead.

I was buying the expensive dog toys at first.
Later discovered he would rip up second hand too.
So bought used stuffies from a resale store.
Side...

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The Amistad Mutiny

Slavery, a dirty word no matter how it’s pronounced:
Abducted and herded to the slave fortress of Lomboko1 for trade.
To be tossed in chains below deck on the Portuguese ship Tecora,2
Sailing the Atlantic Middle Passage3 leg of the voyage,
Disenfranchised from their Mendiland4 home in...

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Godot has arrived
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Alive and well thanks!

...said the haiku poster
Crudely pasted to the fence
Who was too busy selling stolen goods
To notice he was a notice
Announcing a brand new play
A fusion of two classics

Waiting for Godot
A play about a man who never arrives

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern...

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I’m a hate by-product,
made in America

I’m a plantation commodity item,
blue-eye gem slave engraved 
in red clay walls Ivory bank vaults

I was silver dross reject packaged:
Prison cargo bar code stamped 
coming to America

There’s no doubt about it,
I was fashioned here
by the free-market profiteering traffickers

They sell liberty...

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I wrote a sad but true urban legend called “Dillen and the DMV” last week.
Here follows an update.

Background Review:

One of my health care employees, Dillen, has wicked ADD, borderline intelligence, not qualifying for disability supports, which are few 
and those few minimal at best anyway,...

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There is us and them, but we must learn
Who is us and who is them ... whose blood is on the floor?
Whose illusions like shambled mansions burn?
No lack of compassion here makes the suffering of the poor,
Nor closed the factory doors. None can sell
The houses...

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Zeus mythical bastard son of Aesop wives tales
Y-chromosomes missing their synthetic teat surrogacy
Xanthium baby mamas getting the cash subsidy breed
Wisdom being parceled for fine print lab resale
Vector the hidden message unto the teeming masses
Upload the darklit parables into the UB-Human Library of Knowledge
Terminate the download...

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It was late afternoon and my thoughts were arid
when it struck me that I needed a new vehicle
to drive my thoughts far enough, fast enough
to the eyes and ears unknowingly awaiting them.

A meticulous consumer, I did my homework,
took my time, snapping reverse angle pictures
of me...

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Why do other people go into a store?
I have no idea,
But when I go in, 
It’s a resale store, and I’m
There to buy something.
I don’t care if it’s a stuffed antelope
With an orange neon butt, and a grin
That makes me chuckle, and God forbid if
It...

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(Background:  After I retired from the college some years ago, I decided to take a 
temporary sales job at J.C. Penney in the mens’ wear department.  The pay was 
laughable, but I had never been employed at anything other than a “professional” 
job....

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Kids Stuff



Children will believe anything

In talking animals
And moons made of cheese
Fairy castles
With shinning knights
And magic doors
Secret gardens
Dwarfs and Trolls
Evil kings and Evil Queens
Snow White dreams
Arabian Princesses
Warlocks and Witches

Yes children will believe in anything

Mermaids and cities beneath the sea
Great monsters
Unicorns and Dragons
Kids are so easily lied...

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•COPYRIGHT-	poetess-MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE , MOM
……………………….
I  LEAVE  ,  NOT LIVE
…………………………………
I leave my old-broken-shelter………
forever and ever……………….
I do not live there…………………
when I left it………….
at that last time……..
I put there……………….
two pictures……………
one was of my late – younger- brother’s photo……………….
and another was of my late-parent’s photo………..
now ,...

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God , i ask you to take me off the shelves
I dont wanna be for resale
But up front for your details
Im not just about the sweet tales 
I talk about the three nails
And im frustrated cause it just seems like cheap fails
I wanna see people...

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Here
perfect palatial pitch
resonant

Now
peaceful elational power
richly resilient

Brilliant and beautiful
healthy wealth
inviting democratic Trust.

Learning bilaterally co-arising passion language
contrasting left hemisphere 
egocentric elitist thinking
full of imperfectly pitched history
against right hemisphere
ecosystemic non-elite feeling
encourages each of us,
migrating toward multiculturing Trust
together

Bilaterally
binomial health/wealth better
at polycultural rejoining
ego's political LeftSoul
with economic Right EarthSoil

Reweaving sacred EgoYang...

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