Best Seats Poems

it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot 
win the...

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When I think of India, I think of dark eyed beauties,
their foreheads painted with decorative red dots,
and I see them moving deliciously in beautiful bright...

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Toilet Bowl Committee (aka: Uptown Hood)

A lavatory confinement
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If you want to moderate this place, pick up the pace
From the mouth down to the @$$
Your so...

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Tribulations of testing times,
when a result of human crimes,
bring only melancholic rhymes.

You just desire to be understood,
when overwhelmed tears begin to flood.
Where there is not...

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I, The Clone

     So that I would not live alone,
     My parents thought I should be a...

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Belly up to the table, our soup is well liked.
Just don’t drink the cool aid, I think it’s been spiked.

Come and get it while it’s...

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Twas the night before christmas 
and Christ was left out,
with no peep of the Good News,
no mountainous shout.

Stockings were hung 
by the chimney the same,...

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In a room that once commanded great respect,
stage lights began to hiss with heated anticipation.
There were sounds of alcohol infused rumblings
and laughter rolling through the...

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with passion’s brilliant mediocrity
we sparked a flame with tragedy
it was our common fantasy

what a candid lie we chose to sing


while watching worlds were turning
we rubbed...

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you ... are the paramour of right angles
the square of a square - complete, quite aware
how two must adore you
for all it sees is itself,...

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The travelling circus arrived in town
I bought some tickets for my family
We got there early for the matinee
At the entrance was a scary sad clown.
...

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Find here a poem read throughout the ages,
passed down from elders to youngsters below
A mystical rhyme with a fairy tale ending
that maybe is true but...

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I arrived at the airport, along with my wife
For two whole weeks we'll live the good life
We're flying out today for a break in Italy
The...

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Because you’re a poet, that’s why 


Behind the thick crimson and gold thread curtains
he stands listening to the din of the audience
searching their seats for...

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Call me not a child,
Treat me with adult words,
Eyes that scan the essence,
And see the centuries I have lived.
Ancient soul though young flesh, 
Half my...

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