Best Swat Poems

  man wrestles with his existence 
while nature dances
to the melody 
of the wind  ...

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From outfield judging eyes await your plight, 
though sweat and stupor feign to your ruin.
Now pull up your trousers, cinch your belt tight...
glaring down from...

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And there you were - 
blue cap and jersey, white pants
bat held high above the shoulder
cocked and ready to swat one out
in that perfect stance...

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Diz Cajonne dey call Thibodaux
Paddle dis girl in his Pirogue
Den he see dem unmention
Dad tool stan at attention
She slap him stick HARD doncha' know

Dad pole...

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Many insects creep upon this earth,
and hardly anyone refers to them as “nice”
or writes a poem reflecting on their worth!
Spiders sometimes make me jump as...

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  The Playbill for the 9/8/01 show at Godspeed Opera House falls from my  palm to the floor. Here I sit, with a...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while...

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Hey! Get lost wasp you are a pesky swine
This cherry ice cream is mine ALL mine

You buzz around and make my life hell
Look - this...

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The Play Bill for the Godspeed Opera House fell from my sweaty palm to the floor. 9/08/01. I’m still alive; it’s a miracle. Pushing my...

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From 2010. Narrator is Robert Gibbs, snooty White House Press Secretary.

Lay, O Lord, a curse on press men, rude and churlish, sad, obsessed men 
Who...

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It is so hard to say goodbye.  The end has come.
     I knew it would . . .  someday....

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In Swat valley in Northern Pakistan
Malala, a young female teenager 
Stood against the might of the Taliban
And earned the respect of those who knew her...

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In the Australian summer
you’ll always have some mates,
they will ride upon your back 
and then fly to your plates
at your picnic in the outdoors,
and there’ll...

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	My Favorite Place
  My favorite place is where the sun bakes my skin
 From a soft pink to a golden tan.
Warm planks under my...

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Daylight fades, as day is done
A city pulsates out of breath
Headlights duel upon the streets
and I am like the kiss of death
to those who scurry...

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Our dinner, boiled to death root vegetables, we swallow in silence as night closes-in on the school. The co-opted Buddhist monastery housing us empties its...

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They slowly float
All forms and size
A sheep, a boat
Wolf in disguise
              They...

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There among the petals of my past as miniature wings buzz, 
bouncing here and there, my mind follows their wayward path,  
becoming lost within...

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Hilly lent me his post hole digger ‘cause I’m putting up a fence
around me veggie garden, so I could give it some defence
from marauding sheep...

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Poetry, look!
A free worm* crawls on you hand!

The French always tended to invent 
all sorts of nasty things:
freedom, equality, fraternity, 
French fries, free verse.
When I...

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Born in the merry moth of June,

For my little sister I did swoon.

My little sister taken for granted,

we do nothing but fight.

We hate and hurt,

Yet...

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BED BUGS BITES

It's time to fix the mattress
fluffy pillows and blankets,
enough room for just one more.
BITE ME' if you can!

Swat after, swat, after swat! ...

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Santa’s Responsibility Rap
Loch David Crane 
July 2, 2006

Santa's jolly all year long
	he’s such a happy soul;
but if ya ever cross him
	he’ll put you in a...

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Oh dreaded parasitic predator,
I yield to your flitting whim
and unannounced intrusion.

Innocently productive,
you carry on your quest,
unprovoked and unassuming.

But for your merited renown,
I take preemptive action
testifying...

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KG, the "Big Ticket"
as you are fondly called
every game you bring it
playing so fierce and so bold..

From high school sensation
to NBA superstar
an MVP recognition
and a...

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