Best Tics Poems

I rise at the center of...
Is it a room? This is a face.
There is motion, too fast, too clamorous.
Cryptic and opaque. Shapes shift
into my field...

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The world in 100 years ... Oh, perish the thought
 
 
Former President, Ronald Dump,  who was cryogenically frozen following his assassination after winning...

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First heard the call when three.
Pet store said come and see
and mommy did agree,
every child should have a puppy.

Wanted to get you all the toys,
while...

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All alone in the corner of the room, 
proudly stands an old grandfather clock. 
His presence ever majestic looms, 
as he precisely tics and tocs....

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Fingers linger
Thoughts flying everywhere and
Stumble
Crumble
What was I thinking, where does this 
word come from
How is it written
How come that in my head thousands of lines...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw...

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1)   Find a broom, then go to your room, and give it a good sweep.
 2)   Lie on the couch, when...

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I thought the more focussed, the much better
Thoughts can flow easily like a delicate feather

A feather decorated with arrangements of patterns
Bursting from the dull dreary...

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He speaks for the uprooted.
A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha.
He who interprets 
the conferences of frogs, 
the unpublished works 
of kestrels and voles.

He’s an...

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Sweet floral wine aged with a fine distinction
permeates violet fluorescence through the air 
silenced souls and the years cut into the night
and wrapped about the...

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well p.d.

some poets seem quite insane,
i doubt myself, is it just left brain?
and lonesome helps me write betwixt,
being dumped or just a poor halfwit,

but let...

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He speaks for the uprooted.
A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha.
He who interprets
the conferences of frogs,
the unpublished works
of kestrels and voles.

He’s an advocate for the...

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Tick and Leech

Note: This little story (perhaps there are more to follow) has its origins in two spelling mistakes. The first one is 'Leech' for...

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We were armed at fourteen with BB guns
and reckless abandon.
So started many of our cousinly adventures.

Central Utah has hot, hot summers
and little else going for...

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It's not so much
our cultural value conditioning
that presents a transitional communication problem
about changes of climate
within our Interior
and without
our Exterior
Landscapes.

It's more about discontinuous,
internally incommensurable,
cultural values
norms enjoined...

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