Best Socked Poems

I crept into the pit of hell all alone. Contingent upon my lifestyle I knew this could be my last day alive…

She haunted me in...

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I was 
Rocked.
Then blocked,
Docked,
Locked,
Mocked,
Socked,
Focked,
Yes, blocked.
Thank you and
Fock you too.



By:  Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright:  2018
"All Rights Reserved"...

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Riden' hard; saddle sores on my butt;
I found a little town by the name of Rotgut.

Bustin' in the salloon, thirsty to the core;
Needn' a poke,...

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The Appalachian Trail is quite a long path.
Not many can go the whole way.
For those not content to do the math
It’s five million strides, so...

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(my acknowledgement 
to the loose canon of Robert Frost)

An above average snowfall
heavily swathed sage heather 
followed by substantial unusual rainfall
punctuated months before, during and
after the...

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I give up
no 
strike that
I Quit.
this is not happening
no matter what I do you--

that's just perfect
lets blame it all on me then shell we?
oh I...

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Soft, the powdery feet
Scamper now along the street
Blanketed in sleet

White socked windy feet
Stretched under winter's soft sheet
Of ice thin deceit

Soft now the winds bleat
And stagger...

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She rolls on the dusty ground
pulls her hair
scratch her skin
dress halfway out
to a stranger this may look like the Ingoma dance
she falls on her knees
tears...

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Who are you? 
I am the happy tree
The Mammal
The eggshell you avoid crushing 

Who am I? 
You are a red dress 
Covering bruises and cuts...

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The megapixels join together,
humming, buzzing as they collide,
Forming a haze in negative space.
bloop, bloop, bloop, 
I come to life - brought feet first into this...

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You want peace but peace here is abstract
Love this, love that and love all, but don’t love
For love here is an obstruct
An obstruction for the...

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We went to the concert, my cousin and
I

While we tried to find parking, a man in a yellow beetle hit an Acura, thought that no...

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People think that I'm a horse because of my ugly horse face.
When I go the track, everybody thinks that I'm there to race.
I look so...

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The torrential rain subsided 
As she peep through the dark mute street
With her heart socked in regrets
A decision has to be taken
Parenting the small angel...

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Shoot Em Down

Going off half cocked !!!
My spirit, you rocked !!!

Thought processes a mess ion.
Dangerous as a Smith & Wesson.

Tongue – explosive 45 caliber ammunition
tearing,...

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