Best Revolvers Poems

they say that there's a dance hall
right beneath this lake of sawdust
where underwater towns
have gone astray
and I can hear the harpies
the bagpipes
and I can smell
the burning petals
after we set the house ablaze

the blissful ignorance
of ghosts and revolvers
is pure nonsene 
– as coup d'état of yours
still...

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In an Old West Town of no repute
 Came a rider on a horse as if in hot pursuit.

  Into the saloon he ran and shouted aloud
"BIG RED'S COMIN' "...which brought down a shroud.

Out the doors and windows they were flying
 Even some sturdy...

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The decrepit Winter door drudges open drearily,
			And with it, delivers a deluge of drunken delight--
			Soft succulent sapphire skies violate my visions,
			I stand suffused with muse and mystery in moiety;
			A masked man in vast lands of vivacious vehicles,
			Each infusing ineffable idyllic ideas into my mind;
			Black and...

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"Tomorrow"



I put my hand on your heart
You put your hand on my heart
A tender plot written in 3 lines

Nothing said
Nothing missed
Nothing guessed

Revolvers shoot sharp silent guard
Piercing words are played like a golden harp
Love is no science 

Tomorrow begins it never ends

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)


















1. Dawn Chorus

1.1
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dawn_chorus_(birds)

1.2
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dawn_chorus_(electromagnetic)

1.2.1
The electromagnetic dawn...

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NORMAN
Norman was a character a funny man its true,
He was a country copper, till the force said bugger off blue,
He was there in Mungindi when two Squatters piddled on plants,
Grabbed onto ole Carruthers and booted him up the pants,
You cant do that said ole Loostrang,...

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I sit alone in my four cornered room staring at pictures.
Reminiscing on all the parties, the pleasure that came along with the drugs and 
liquor.
The love in the air was unbearable, the streets accepted me as family.
Kept different guns, love 'em all but revolvers never...

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Let’s hear three cheers for the decade of disinfectant!
Clean out your insides with cheap vodka!
Blow your brains out with Nirvana!
Your breath reeking of teen spirits,

Does weed count as a vegetable?

You’re getting your five a day,
Candyman on the corner
Selling sweets for afters,

Don’t forget the medicine cabinet...

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As the Earth revolves around its dear Sun
So, too, do I revolve around my verse
I understand not why the only one
Who dares to read it wants to reimburse
What they previously put in their purse
As all that matters is easily found
In here, unless they wished to...

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Western Movies
At the Chinese supermarket, they were selling cowboy revolvers 
with holster very cheap they looked, and I tried one, but it was too light, 
I have never held a revolver but thought they must have some weight
in the American city slums, black gangsters shoot...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta by T. Wignesan

3. Dolores Huerta

aucun coq n’y annonce la reveille:
les étudiants et les dirigeants des travailleurs 
font partie du piquet de grève contre les Wine Brothers:
les bourrasques collent contre les pancartes de grève
les jeans...

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through the murky knottiness of hollow winter trees
I saw the pale face of unseeing man
who wasn't there through years that went by
the candlelight is about to turn into fluid clay
and wigs are prepared for nocturnal art
art of waiting
art of strangeness
art of wishing
art of breathing
necessary for...

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Hold your horses, 
use all your resources 
and force your thoughts 
to not follow the course 
that stigma endorses. 

I figure I was sent 
to present a different 
style that you think is rap, 
but rap is spoken aloud and vocal, 
it serves verses in...

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A bend in the road
They wait & have time to wait
For the coming car & it´s occupants
Unaware of their fate
The same scene is about to be
Played out on countless
Other bends
On countless other roads
In a tall building she sits
By a window with a perfect
View of the...

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They ride on their horses along the grand canyons,
searching for the canyons' end;
it is believed by Indians that a giant snake created the canyons;
its belly, they say, has gold that can pay an entire American army for years.

A dozen in number, the cowboys have faith...

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The flowers bloom, the river flows 
The sound of birds chirping along with the sound of the wind
The berries I can taste the sweetness in my mouth
It’s all in my head; it’s all a manufacturing mind

The opportunity to know ABC
The chance to make friends and...

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