Best Tray Poems

Our first awareness
      falling through time
      through blood-rain, pure white snow, green vegetation 
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Rum was feeling playful so he went to find a mouse
He looked in every nook and cranny right throughout the house
But all the mice were...

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FROM A HOSPITAL BED
Wordancer

Even if I’m dizzy with an aching head, 
I must not disturb the others in the beds
In this hospital ward where not...

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Oops, It was an Accident

I accidentally let one loose
on a blind date with a guy named Bruce.
We went to the movies on that fateful day
happily...

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Good Morning, Starshine

“Good morning, Starshine,” each dawn he would greet
As from feather pillows our eyes would meet

Perhaps you can imagine my surprise
When he was gone...

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Although I'm little distant, I love you on this day
Because I love you more than I did yesterday 
Come lay with me on today
Don't hesitate...

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Dad had threatened for some time, to reclaim the land behind the shed,
where rubbish over many years, had stockpiled but now instead
of being easy to...

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Who ate the last slice?
I don't hear no confession
Who scarfed the last slice down?
Everyone seems to have a finger pointing obsession
Don't know why we have...

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Her red dress
Pressed
To that beautiful black skin,
She looks like a forest fire
Racing up a mountain top

Burning up

She cannot stop
Her wild curves
Engulfed in flames.

She smolders
In a...

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You say you want lots of rum? Put it in a big fat drum.
Cooking oils put in drums too. Soy or canola will do.

Put your...

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Sometimes when
nightfalls of summer 
feel so cold,
and everything seems dark,
I turn to the heat of 
my grandmother’s soup. 
Life can exist 
within bone China 
or...

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We’re monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food,
the plastic cutlery,
absorbed by the clutter of the food tray.

Numbed by hours of jiggling,
the carting of torpid bodies through interminable...

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A Christmas dinner that can’t be beat
Here is the menu of what we’ll eat

Mashed potatoes whipped smooth and fluffy
Green bean casserole; nice and crunchy

Pickles and...

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My wife may go, but I must stay
My unused ticket in my hand
Her flight is finally underway

The Nazis held my full dossier
The word had come...

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It was three o'clock in the morning and my body craved more sleep
I'd been out all night with friends and just fallen into slumber deep
when...

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