Best Shoeshine Poems

this one goes out to all you symbolphrenics
wink wink light the fuse and
bow only before your own image
for we are each a TV studio
with really...

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the 
pop of the rag
and
snap of the beat
yeah 
shine shoe shine
with 
a shoeshine beat
pop, pop, pop wee
yeah 
pop, pop, pop 
goes the rhythm of
the
shoeshine beat...

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A Look Back at Eighteen Months Here-The Show is Over

When your poems reside in a shoe,
like mine,
pounding the pavement to nowhere.
The onset of blisters isn't...

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Gee, how we blame our culture for starting this!
Oh, how ignorant can we be!
We blame men as evil and macho?
Yet we drooled when younger over...

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Hey boy

                       ...

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Saturday mornings extra early I would rise,
Watch as my hero would sail through the skies.
Eating my corn puffs, with you I’d cheer,
“There’s no need to...

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There is always something to write about
I don’t know what you are talking about
There is always something to write about
So take out your pen and...

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Wendell just getting off work,
And was headed home 
by way of his favorite place to chill,
a lively place called
Pharaoh’s bar & grill.
With the hope of...

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Shoeshine Joe.

Thruppence for a shoeshine, that's what Joe will shout.
Tuppence for a bulling up as he smiles and looks about.
Drumming up trade these days is...

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My Lost Dear Our Forest Cries

Our forest cries
My little dear
In spite of tears
The lone nature does howl 
On one side sits a lake with ducks
Sitting...

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I first noticed a change in Climate,
When my shoes started to outlast their laces,
Which I thought unusual at the time,
As I had come to think...

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Gee, how we blame our culture for starting this!
Oh, how ignorant can we be!
We blame men as evil and macho?
Yet we drooled when younger over...

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Golden grace,
Mirror and shoeshine,
Down at dawn,
Casting shadows,
Like hands tick-tocking,
Tick–tocking,
Tick-tick-tocking,
Bells,
Like bombs wait,
Wait waiting,
Wait wait waiting,
In corners of vans,
And corners of corners,
And corners,
And corners of shadows,
Tick-tick-tick-tocking,
Up at...

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The rabbit here attached
 so tightly that it engages with delight. 
 How the  butterflies in the trees resemble 
  the birds mirage....

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A Bigger Slice of Sky

The sky was only visible
in long narrow slices
while we played on 
one-way
Brooklyn streets 
Thick with kids

apartment houses 
one next to the...

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