Best Tonics Poems

You all walk past me and you don't bat an eye,
Not even when you can see the pain in my cry,
You tar me with the same brush as them all, that you cant deny,
But ignoring me, you cant justify.

No one gives me the time of...

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There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag
who people called horrid, a witch and a hag
And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams
all was not quite as it might've then seemed

Old-fashioned black clothing made her look quite strange
townies deemed her morbid- “dangerous, deranged”
But...

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Badabee bada boom

Cabaala vroom vroom

Up in the sky

I fly on my broom

Valleys and vales

Over dry hay bales

On wispy clouds

My twitchy broom sails

By the moonlight dim

Those sighting Grimm

I search far and wide

They’re my next victim

Dissecting their hearts

Burying other parts

Potions I make

For my dark arts

Green red golden...

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Yesterday the birthday girl,
Her rainbow tutu swishing,
Blew out (with brother's help) the candles 
Lit for birthday wishing.

From playground, train and parachute,
The 4 year olds were romping
Until the time for pizza came,
With juice and lots of chomping.

Today the celebration was
Just slightly more subdued,
Though with stories told...

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When I was just a nipper
My Dad used to take me to the barbers
The Barber would put a board across the chair
so I was higher
and he could cut my hair.

It struck me
how the barber was as bold as a coot
shuffling around in his brown smock
barbers...

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A Garden In The Sky—by Michael Anthony Butler

  
I positioned myself by the pool
at some hip-posh happening hotel
on the sultry Sunset Strip in L.A.
The adolescent afternoon is hot and
fussy.  My lover draws closer
With drinks and lays down lightly
next to me on her soft...

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Say good morning to the cold bathroom floor-
mouthwash tastes like a reused mojito
vomit erupting from a molten core-
in the sink, fermented blood starts to show
from sacrament taken on Thursday night,
my last supper. Judas, feel what I feel-
whiskey nailed to a cross, my final fight. 
No...

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New York, New York, the road in the fork  
   of the events, the places and folks who've buttered the pork

Like Rockefeller, Moynihan and Andrew Cuomo
   Frank Sinatra, Louie Armstrong, John Lenon and Yoko Ono

Lenny Bernstein and Lenny Bruce
 ...

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My head feels like it has a lava lamp inside
The skull has a long crack going across the front

I think it’s time to rotate the winter Mucha
Slide up the spring beauty with her berries and birds

Tis the season for old fashioned double features
Killer girls and...

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I was walking down at Green-bank park
Rather frightened as it was dark
There I fell into this ditch
And came across the most gruesome witch
At first she scared me half to death
As she sat there to my left
Her nose more pointed than I had seen
Face covered with...

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'Tis a twisted, tawdry tale !!
Poor Tom the Turkey is in a tizzy !!!
Tom's tongue is in a tangle, too terrified to talk !
Taunts and threats taking a toll
Tormented by a tip from tattle-tale townfolk
That Tom's in trouble!  Tom's time is ticking !!
Tom the...

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Masalembo
2016 © Fleetwood


Blue-green ocean tipped with whitecaps rolling toward the shore
Plane is humming with the pilot talking about life and your ride is there parked on the hill for easy starting next to the palm oil trees and oxen plowing the field with an old...

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Live with honesty and truth
In everything you hope to do.
If good things are to come your way 
Right living paves the way for you

Laughter is the best of tonics
Applied to all of life's small woes
Until they simply fade away.
Good riddance to the last of those.

Love...

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Tempting balm tonics reposed fantasist,
Panacea liquifies mirage views,
Crafts allusive lofts energies persist,
Twain heart's favor lips a desire to schmooze.

Elixir defines the gist of lovers,
Exposes the length of listed measures,
Hearts and souls, supernatural pleasures,
Cascade gifted juice as meant lips puckers.

Charts a course of innumerable sips,
Bottled refinery...

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Bazookas In The Bed

We have a mosquito problem
It’s in our house.  It never ends
There’s nothing we can do but shoot them
Then shoot them over and over again
You see…You understand…They’re not our friends
Potions, tonics, sprays all make them happy
It gives them strength to multiply
We’re looking...

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