Best Tryouts Poems

See this girl in the painting, this skinny girl
working on a puzzle at the bottom of the stairs.
With big rimmed glasses and her plain brown...

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WISDOM


He had a thought,
He said a word,
He performed an act.

Looked back!

The word didn’t agree with 
The thought,
Neither did the act with 
The word.

He was perplexed!

He...

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Dragon had the acting bug! He wanted that big brass ring.
If the Sheriff of CrazyLand could act, then… so could He!
I told him tryouts for...

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Where I’m From

I’m from tea parties and tutu’s,
From fingernail painting and Oreo cookies.
I’m from jumping on the trampoline,
And water sprinklers in the front yard.
I’m from...

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My palms would sweat. I’d get physically sick.
Why was I always the last one they’d pick?
There were times I would not be selected at all,
for...

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When we were young, we'd freely roam
While supervision stayed at home.
We played the seasons' major sports
On vacant lots and playground courts.

No tryouts or permission slips.
No...

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Sometimes things don’t work out as planned
not that Nate planned it, such is basketball love
and strong are the threads of the basketball net. 
He hooped...

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Took my newspaper down to the cemetery last week,
Set up my soapbox and I commenced to speak.
I read to them of bombing overseas,
An article about...

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Tryouts starring musical prodigies 
and/or an attendant conductor
attempt to approach ambient chorus 
divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork
heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook 
piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately...

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From dusk to dawn 
Sunrise to sundown
This I will never forget 
Your kisses that always left me in a comfort 
And a bliss that no...

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Like an eagle you’ve watched me grow,
Forested me with love since I knew how to crawl,
How can I forget the wings that protected me from...

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Angels.
How many they asked
Could dance on the head of a pin?
I’m thinking
Why are they dancing
Don’t they have wings?


Rocks
Could God make one
So big He couldn’t lift...

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Symphonic Quiescent Overture – Maestro Kant Imitate

(alternately titled: a retrospective review 
randomly selecting an outdated poem 
stored within Apple icloud queue
methinks ye might might savor...

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My roommates Leong, Sophie, (Charles) and I were coming from a Yale sporting event. The sky looked like a dirty Swiffer-mop and the wind seemed...

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Laziness ascribe my tryouts to stream;
I keep struggling to swim, through poverty.
Take me out of waiting on ghetto's dream!

Waiting on turns, enrage hope's light agleam...
Shinning...

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