Best Spin Out Poems

I've reached beyond the age of RPM records
        youthful addiction
My forty-fives tilt in a corner of the basement,
        leaning tower of teenage angst,
Wrapped now in decades of neglect.
   ...

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When I see Matt Hancock spin his lie 
I can’t stop sing at his pink tie
He stands there like a demon telling us all what to do 
He thinks we are stupid and don’t have a clue. 

Take your restrictions your graphs and your tiers...

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So ... I'm in this revolving door 'tother day, (for real),
Round-and-round-and-round ... people enter, exit, but I keep on ...
A little boy starts to enter with his mom, pulls back, lets her hand go -
Mom goes through to the other side, then waves him come,

But...

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Up and down the tree I go.....pointy  toes scattering snow
as  I try  to reach  the top ...... one by one my acorns drop
skittering across dry leaves...that twirl about in  the breeze.
No one knows how hard I toil.....Derricks pumping oil.
Do you...

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This page shows my writing process and is part of Poetrysoup's first workshop.  The workshop's intent is to reveal how revision strengthens a poem. Constructive feedback can be a gift.  Should any journal editor provide suggestions to me, I'd eagerly listen.  This...

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Bad
news
buried-
lost in a 
litany of praise....

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I take a four-fold spin
through Bill Plotkin's wheel
of bilateral identities,
iconic developmental faces,
ironic personalities.


FIRST comes Eastern-born
dawn of human infancy,
Innocent Sage infants
so WiseElder
in our LeftBrain emergent
wrinkling unfolding 
sacred RightBrain ways.

Searching for care giving eyes
to be sure we do
and do not know
what we are nutritionally together,
sometimes toxically apart,
too...

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Spin, spin the bottle 'round

   Where it stops none really care--

      Exquisite first kiss....

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To all of you who read the first song, I thank you-and to those of you who went to CJBELL.NET I thank you exponentially
  TAKE A SPIN IN CRINOLINE

Do you tango?
Do you dance a lot, 
my Sir Lancelot?
Do you cha-cha?
And like me you sure...

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Inside of a box there lies a machine
that lies in every home, apartment and residence.

The machine is ubiquitous and used quite often but goes unnoticed 
because its very convenient and frees up people's times to play and rest.

The box was a gift of science and...

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The empty bottle spins, round-and-round, its long neck beckons me,   
To the flowers in full bloom releasing their scent of sweet nectar,    
The rose I kiss; and I have tasted love for the first time.     ...

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Spin Doctor


A crusty old spinster sat stitching
while scratching the parts that were itching
oohing and ahhing
picking and pawing
at least for the moment stopped bitching.


John G. Lawless
3/8/2016...

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now – seasonal joy
future – statistical joy
past – joy’s hard copy

Brian Johnston
November 16, 2015...

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The season is here
On this typical Maiden morn
 Of week days
It’s by this hour
Though slightly late
I rose to take my bath

The ointment was done and gone 
What’s more was to
Nestle on the well placed
Soft sofa by the corner
Of my reading room
And to await my breakfast
To...

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ME LADY THE SPIDER

There was once an arachnid, a colorful spider,
Who climbed up and down a ladder,
Her name was “Me Lady”,
Whose affection for males was somewhat shady.
Spinning her web for her babies, no doubt,
Hundreds and thousands of eggs she lay,
Moving sideways, spinning in and out...

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