Best Screw Poems

My heart

cr
ump
led




like the screwed up scraps of paper
now languishing in the trash bin


okay, so I write humourous poems ...
I rarely write 'free verse'
or 'perfect' iambic...

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You grew up going from place to place.
Folk thought you wouldn't amount to a thing.
You were a wander til you heard love calling.
Your life changed...

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Soul progress
     back field in motion
The guff
     Chose, chose, live grow leave!  GO!

Leapt from heaven's gold
Jump...

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I wonder why
It's always so strange
                   ...

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He'd be typing away on his desk
with blueprints for the next big thing,
While I'd be staring off into the azure sky
appreciating the "insignificant" things

You really...

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I shook my head
Knew the day’d be messy
Some poor sap
Was marrying my Aunt Bessie

She’d slept with half of Brooklyn
Flaunting her exploits all through town
The mayor,...

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As I
Soak in hummingbird’s exhale
I feel tragic sonatas
Trying to chain
Trying to crucify
My sedentary grip on instability

I smell the repugnant commoner
Blasting scattered shots
Against yesterday’s decent

I became...

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I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the...

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She went into the closet one day
But what a high price she did pay
 
Her hubby he wanted a cuddle
But this act soon burst their...

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Woo the woman
Love the lady
Mellow the maiden
Manage the maid
Garnish the girl
Dazzle the damsel
Bar the bimbo
Latch the lass
Silence the siren
Moor the mermaid
Net the nymph
Madden the madam
Tame...

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Your soul was being attacked
Meanwhile mine carried bags
Of sorrow, devastation and guilt
For I knew your little body couldn’t handle this
This cancer that sprung up out...

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Her luxurious penthouse
is like a cocoon with plenty of pretty distractions,
so she keeps her door firmly closed,
because she prefers fantasy
over the handicap of reality.

Afraid of...

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Falling like a silver star 
Driven by love like red car
Slipping on the icy blue part
For you screw up breaking heart

Wondering should I go far
Pondering...

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THE SOLID TRUTH

On the day I was born.
Everyone put me on a petal stool.
The Angel's played a trumpet horn. 
While everyone called me a ~precious...

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When you take a pile of cow dung
And try to make it sweet
Then shove it down the people’s throat
Tell them they must eat
You’ve screwed up...

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