Best Tykes Poems

The Little Tykes

The little tykes, 
They’re early trained
To hold onto little bags —
To carry their collected needs,
Or special treats,
Or found symbols of imaginings
To be kept...

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A Bagpipe am I,
My drones point to the sky!
I am magic they say, since the wizard ‘spelled’ on me that day.

He gave me the gift...

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Seeing my Daddy in black and white moves my emotional colors
into a vibrant rainbow that was Daddy made decades ago.
Only twenty-seven in the photo, Dad's...

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KEEPING UP WITH THE DOW JONESES 

These here are the indisputable facts
I was born on the right side of the tracks
WITH People who only smiled...

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Birthdays, reunions, vacations and hikes.

Weddings, divorces and photos of tykes.

Vids of grandkids on their skateboards and bikes.

These are the things every cyber Friend 'Likes'!...

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My poor vocabulary babies 
are gon missing
Tell me kind sir, have you seen them?

Us etymological mothers to
lingual children of lost former meaning,
we are milk carton...

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The Blackness

From the time of the beginning 
A blackness there has been
And though he sits there grinning
He can’t be touched or seen

A taste he’ll place...

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Once within these very walls farmers woke at dawn.
The field was full of vegetable, the cows were in the barn.
Life was full of chicken clucks,...

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Driving in the city,
I'm used to many things - 
Crazy cabbies, honking horns,
Pigeons spreading wings.

In attentive texters,
Speedy messengers on bikes,
Nannies pushing strollers filled
With bored or...

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When I go hiking with my dog,
(let's get that straight, my husband's dog,)
I find that Simon knows no path.
He wants to roam about in yards
which...

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Rise up ye armies of peace and love
Make known you're tactical plan
To rid the world of this evil scourge
Of wars and the killing of man

It's...

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The country, people, and the village,
All equal, as if, for the first time, 
All of that gave a fresher image,
Nay, 'tis but a relative vantage.
Save...

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It’s good to be a cowboy,
just ask my old friend Dane,
who spends his days riding
across the Texas plains,
working for a big ranch,
he cuts, lassos, and...

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1/30/17


Shrike, planes, kites and satellites
In flight

Above pike, mice, parasites
And all other types of life

Atop the highest heights

Down in the deepest depths out of sight


Thinking twice
Just...

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I tried to write a poem,
A little while ago,
But I couldn't find the muse,
The words just wouldn't flow.

I started with the standard stuff,
A poem or...

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