Best Roth Poems

Madness, the Hatter blinks. 
Madness, Oz's link. 
Repercussions of concussions.
Madness was Portnoy's complaint**, 

Madness must reciprocate!

Hallucinations filter by....
Leary* winks at Dali's eye.
A house lands on Dorothy's thighs...
Chicken Little wanders by.
 
"Madness," Hitler's honcho’s sneer. 
Madness splices genes with fear. 
"Lobotomize!" becomes the cheer. 
Kellogg’s* enema's...

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Madness, the Mad Hatter blinks. 
Madness, Oz's link. 
Repercussions of concussions.
Madness was Portnoy's Complaint*, 

Madness must reciprocate!

Hallucinations filter by
Leary* winks at Dali's eye.
A house lands on the wicked witches thighs.
Chicken Little wanders by.
 
"Madness," Hitler's honcho’s sneer. 
Madness splices genes with fear. 
"Lobotomize!" becomes the...

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Beyond the Black Fence
By Sy Roth

The land lay fallow 
Beyond the black fence.
Growth once dressed in a white blanket of hoar in winter landscapes 
Lush in summer months
Deer speckled backdrop 
Munched all day behind a scrim of lush camouflage 
And black birds rested on the...

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Two Dogs at the Gateway
By Sy Roth


They slurped their saliva, 
huge globs,
big, barking mouthfuls 
dripping from their jowls like milky icicles 

Teeth-bared lips,
They guarded the gateway.
Pleased by their vacated spittle,
their noses now sniffed the air, and
like a marching band of electric ants 
they ogled the...

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Aha...At Last,..Bitta Bing Bitta Bang
The Figurative Nail Hit On The Hair Strand Size Head!

Though no physician,
this aging baby boomer
absolutely, intuitively, and
unequivocally sensed hair loss (mine),
at first a speculative rumor
not simply in my (ahem) head,
no matter a minimalist groomer

nevertheless, thinning follicles,
upon dawning realization, sans medical
sought relief...

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Fall; somewhere up north
an Indian kept one's vaneri
an image of thy soul kept a roth
of a great legendary story
a girl so beautiful an pretty
kept all three brother's witty
an threw th' dice at war 

Up against th wall shadows crawl 
leave behind th fall an novel...

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Bullwhip Bob settled in the cafe
and ordered fried spuds and beef.
A railroad man in Bingham’s Town,
he came here each noon to eat.

He’d gotten his name not for his job,
but because each and every day,
he went about his job with a whip
coiled high up upon his...

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I'm so sad and mad, said Clementine the porcupine
Everyone is afraid of me, one glance and they pee
Do they think I shoot my quills, just for thrills
I can't help the way I am

Me, too, said Antoinette the anteater
I look scary, be wary, others say, but...

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A Stolen Memory
A Mirthful Chorus
By Sy Roth 


We surrounded him 
Asked to let go.
She stared at the misshapen face,
Unshaven sandpapery skin 
Eyelids a tabula rasa
Fluttery sere skin
And we could see the humor blossoming in his ending.

He would enjoy her singing.
Bent over him, her breath a...

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One of the beautiful things about Siberia it is a sea of grass
Like purple color of the soul Roth grass
And flowers like Siberian corydalis hides in the grass
The surreal beauty of flowers sends its divine fragrance through the ocean of grass

The grass covers the endless...

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The figurative nail hit on the hirsute covered head!

Eventually vices will witness me crow king
cough'n affliction caw hearse courtesy 
smok'n since me yay high,
hence appellation (mountain) wheezer 
natural set of adult teeth (rotten to the core)  
easily plucked out courtesy tweezer, 
this har nonestablishmentarian,...

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Listen to my call O' dear one, listen
Spirit sweetly calling to your spirit
So desperate for your loving touch so,
Soul inhaling another precious soul

Love divinely rescues our souls, my love
Worry nevermore my dear, no more worry
Cry a heartfelt prayer, answer thee, I cry.
Dream realm playmates enhance...

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Where all of us would gather
we'd always see the roth.
Where family causing friendship
was query to the troth.

And everything we'd spoken
was words etched into life
Where flowing as they settled
were fears come back as trife.

That everything we wondered
were words we didn't like
And thoughts we were together
were fears...

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Say bye-bye to these:
    "Hold, please." (Hold what?)
    Typewriter Repairman Ads
    "Dial this number..." (What's 'dial?')  
    Down-time... Offline
    Compliments (Complaint Departments have swallowed them up).
   ...

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Sy Roth - 3 Poems
12/17/20130 Comments
 
Picture
Silence

I’ve dreamt often that she crept deep
Into my cellular structure, 
Some time in the nightfall of my being
And planted deeply into my mitochondrion,
A magical silence pill,
Drowning the kittens of speech
Cloaking the vocal chords in invisibility.

Erased all thought of sharing...

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