Best Sidearm Poems

In one ghost whisper of a town,
the mourning sunset had bloodshot eyes
A tombstone place that was
	long shadow 
past it’s boomtown prime
Withering eureka hope       fills the short cups
of the abandoned mine folk
Whiskey tears takes a canary desperado gulp
Purgatory waiting ...

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I rode shotgun
		with someone
who look just like me

Had the same skin color
			as far    as I 
could steering wheel see


I rode shotgun
		with a racist someone,
	who hatefully 
talked the same way as me

Had the same gnarled speech,
	same gnarly hands,
		same ugly voice,
			same cursive feet 
like...

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the sun threw a sidearm ray
that bounced off the surface many-times~
sank before making the bay


7-9-7 syllable count...

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Throw it, roll it,
  Bounce it, pass it
Dribble it, bobble it
  Kick it, toss it, miss it

Pitch it, hurl it
  Heave it, sling it
Fastball, slider
  Sinker, knuckler, curve

Underhand, sidearm
  Overhand, 3/4 arm
Whiffle ball, tennis ball
  Forehand, backhand, serve 

Baseball,...

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He always got a Fantastic Four story to tell,
like how yesterday
        he Stretch saved 
all those people from dying
When he ran into the Torch-ed, burning building
		      before it fell

Another urban legend that he...

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Dueling Americans
love drawing blood from a distance
Crossing swords with their dogma guns ... 
a test of mettle:
Who will bow first
to the pressure building in their lungs
Bipedal zip-lip back-to-back walkers,
bivalve mollusk closed-minded talkers
Fifty paces then turn... 
make a quick trigger decision
Taste the iron-cooper burn,
mortician diagnosis: it's...

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And he shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people: 
and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, 
and their spears into pruninghooks: 
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more.
Isa 2:4 

Trigger foolhardy Second Amendment rebels,
didn’t...

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They marched me out 
Before dawns first light
The moon casting weak shadows, 
The stars in full flight
Across snow laid fresh 
Into field of gray
Not a word was spoken
On that fateful day
Stood me against post 
Bound me tight
Put hood on my head, 
So that I might...

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Upon a winged horse he flies
To spired castles in the skies
And there through star-lined halls he strides,
A fiery sword slung at his side.

The scabbard for this burning blade
From fragile dreams of love is made.
On his brow a golden circlet rests
Of high position to attest.

As misty...

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Run Away

Ticket counter still open but
	no planes departing
Ticket plus dog scheduled for 7:10 AM
	(Twelve Hours to nowhere)

Bag packed with who knows what.
Sidearm.38 snub-nose holstered on hip and loaded,
	permit signed by Sheriff himself.

Boarding pass left on bar
After calling 17 times but she shows and 
	we have...

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Ballot dolts
who got a gun love for the vote,
lift the sidearm
and affirm
their right to fire a bullet nope
Pulling the trigger lever
with lightning speed,
they choose to cast 
bolts of volt impurity
Spirit children of Frankenstein orthodoxy,
whose parents gave democratic birth
to a Hitler monstrosity 
by voting mad scientist...

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Looking for the perfect one, along the lake-front shore;
Mine resulted in ten quick skips, he wants his to skip one more.
I watched the mirror of myself, thirty years removed;
Trying to outdo his Dad as if something that would prove.
He squats and examines each stone he...

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Round up the posse,
get ‘em vetted Oval Office ganksterized
Appoint the piggy snouts,
then send ‘em out
with metal sidearm power
Ancient oppression done got modernized,
old Egypt Memphis is new Phoenix on the rise
OK the corruption,
legalize the blind Corral mice
Roving Jezebel eyes
got sticky trigger fingers unsanitized
Presidential grifter seal approved,
publican...

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With a closed mouth  (—) 
they murmur   their cheeky disapproval
	Issuing mute complaints
through raised palms,  
which are open to  ()  sidearm grievances

Pursed lips  (—)  tout 
their speechless litany of demands
Telling marching tongues  
	of dissent, 
		  ...

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the field is no longer there    where
all of youth and ego collided and
her first glance was seen   but shied from
all to be born in a thousand recollections

the field is no longer there    where
near dusk I sat ...

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