Best Right Angled Poems

The traffic light
delayed us both
Me driving my car
She driving her cart.

The traffic direction changed, rotated,
making black eyes spark annoyed 
as her walk signal failed to appear,
   shrunken mouth twisting crooked 
   ‘neath her frowned brow
   as roughly she retreated,...

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Open sesame 

An arm of Cern watch 
Related to the eight pointed star 
Sharing light 
unto the mainstream 
where no one 
is even guaranteed a tomorrow 

Truth never hides away 
facts always remains 
An old babylonion Queen 
arises scarlet spilling blood of the innocence 
Standing...

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I once lived in a notebook but now I live in your head with your dreams.

And I scheme.

He was warmed to the truth by tea and intoxicatologigated by me

I see!

I am right round the corner from him.You might say,we are at right angled cross purposes

Is...

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Penny dropped circular clocks on carved out emblematic wisdom cones. Be careful if it rains coal dust as radioactive drones, mobile phones, and teapots too could all gather to form lines of imperialism. How rather interesting it is to count the snot flung out of...

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Right angled square, to a perfect straight black, 
With a classical blue tinted shirt, 
And stockings that reach all the way up, 
Beneath the perfectly pressed skirt,

Or flannelette top, all chequered in plaid, 
Lazes over the T shirt in white,
With the wide brimming hat, worn...

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A wagon wheel in a sunset is never content with wearing a dress for it is quite partial to jumpers when it is eighty-three degrees Celsius. Excommunicated meal worms in favourite displays of rancid carious carnivals. But should a bee bark its time to touch...

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Trumpeting cauliflowers never blow eggs backwards onto a postal stamp. So never kick a cabbage to a kerb. Oh watch now. All drive safely. Harmonics in a queue are indestructible and indescribable too. Oh counting. Fun fun fun but not for an atom. They prefer...

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unsheathing my weapon of choice
so the Creators words of truth once again have a voice
I lovingly landscape your will
smiling in silence as I graciously till
gratitudes garnet garden sprouting
seeds through the darkness starting to stop doubting

I begin to bask in the rays of redemption
dancing with my...

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Multiply a horseradish with a jar of mustard and gain what exactly? A pickled onion? A beetroot? It's simply quite fascinating the divination of an oven glove. Materialistic bacon joints in a suit can often jump very high in the air. Above the clouds of...

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A TRIBUTE TO CHARLES SPENCER CHAPLIN

      I bow to
                   First International Star
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High above gray Manhattan’s marge,
‘Midst toothsome towers in the sky, 
A construction crane there looms large,
Dwarfing the crowds of passersby.

A new building grows, rising high,
Clouding another patch of sky.
A tower for trade will arrive
Where businesses may fail or thrive.

An unsung Mohawk warrior,
And an iron-ribbed Spartan...

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What is a square, a shape, container quadraphonics, a traditional rollerskate
What is an atrium, a fireplace, a closet
What is a boxing ring, a gymnasium, blackboard 
What are a checkerboard, deck cards, crossword puzzle, jigsaw puzzle, dice
What is a bed/mattress/ boxsprings/sleeping bag
What is a swimming pool,...

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Migrating mingling mangy minutes make minuscule mountainsides. But a foxglove treading lightly upon fauna is merely an offsetting of multicolumns in a multicoloured disco ball. So display not an ironic discussion of a tissue box. And always arrange across achromatically the archetypical archaic bins who...

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Outside the sanctum, clenched teeth, tension, 
    a sense of being spun slowly, in comical ocean drift
    Bobbed cork barely able to rein my orientation. 

    Luckily, current flux of haphazard happening flapped 
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