Best Stocked Poems

I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of...

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I'm off on the beaten path
with Little Rosey in my grasp

There's palm fronds like a giant clock,
twenty hands instead of two
And there's the honeysuckle bush
that...

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Armadilly came galloping into Troll Lake, bent on seeking a new life, to unwind.
He’d rode out of the Badlands, leaving only a trail of blowing...

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I had never before glimpsed the sea, and I had often felt the lack,
As rainbows sense the lack of luster, so they keep on coming...

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Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it 
be salted? It is henceforth cast out,...

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She's dying over and
over 
From the insanity of
the missing 
The heart will
repair 
Though I wouldn't
dare say this
At the sky she
stares
Continuously
She says life must
go on
I must...

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It's said that a house is not a home
rather, home is where the heart is
I can agree with this statement
Of course, I have a wife...

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'Twas the night before Christmas, and ...


(THE REQUEST)

Reclining my hammock, very still
(Far too lax to persuade its swing)
I contemplate my Mai Tai's chill
And what I'll...

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In New York and so many places,
Chocolate shops abound,
Where milk and dark and white, with nuts
Or not, can all be found.

Yet here in Sweden, there's...

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The stalwart soldier in my kitchen forever stands.
Faithful, diligent and ready, at my commands.

He wears a maroon uniform and keeps me comfortable.
Be it sunshine or...

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Red one
Blue one
Old on
New one
Ah heck
Side effects
I think I am 
Due one

They’ll flatten
Or fatten
Always been
In Latin
Or tongue twistish
Latinglish
To patent
A statin

But I’ve had my fill
And summoned...

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they body shame
they spew hate posts dipped
in virulent venom
vehemence for the voluptuous
crazy mad about the curves
mocking the well stocked
where do they get all the hate
wait!!!
they...

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Weather is poised to slap us into submission.
Threatening with the largest storm in history
To make us aware of her power to destroy
And yet, here on...

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A BRUSH OF ARS POETICA


Rhythmic verses wherein death paints a picturesque of life
or life itself is written in lethargic-dying state:
a dusty stocked vocabulary still cuts...

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Whoever might with just free words beside
Speak of the blood and in full too of sores
Which I saw now, with a narration wide?

Any speech will...

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