Best Unwashed Poems

as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to...

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FRED THE PERV.

Kinky Fred stole knickers off the line
One summer night his haul totalled nine
His spree ended in tears
Got an extra ten years
When Judge Sue...

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If you're passing by Soup Creek our peace loving town
Do pay us a visit but wear a big smile not a frown
Our town is open...

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Most of the days as I buy vegetables
the old woman would move around
close to me like the winter tree
The leaves mostly robbed by the time
tangled...

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Sometimes I feel like a hunk of Limburger cheese!
Poets pass my poetry as if it had the great aroma 
of unwashed toes and knees.
.
These poets...

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One summer eve in Galilee
I stood before my open door;
to me it seemed just one more night--
like all the others gone before.
Someone would come and,...

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A homeless man on a park bench
wore a tattered shirt bearing a stench.
He munched leftovers from garbage cans
with deep tanned face and unwashed hands.
He slept...

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That Indian boy, unwashed, in rags, and black,
(India is, as in Art we say Nobel Laureate; in Might they call it ‘Nuclear State’)
Walked by the...

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Just see
How fearlessly
Sunshine is seated
On the  gravestone

And the caring breeze
Whispering to the loneliness
So absolute
Beneath the tombstone

A paleolithic stone
A meaningless silence
Guarding utterly alone
The desiccating non-existence

Here...

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The queen of my heart lies here in state today, and my heart throbs,
Breaking like the darkness of any day, when she rose from her...

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I was born unto this world
A little boy called James
I was just like all the rest
Who in the playground played normal games

I knew my life...

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Des Nuits d'Amour
 

A fine tablecloth, Lenox china,
sterling dinner ware.
Tall, elegant candles in shiny
golden candelabras.
Un chantes, d' amour fill the 
starry night that I can...

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Solitary
Cloud watcher, tea drinker, dog walker, cat napper
I love summer twilight, dawn fog, and banana cream pie
I believe hype is trite, compliments are contagious, and...

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He was young, small, perhaps malnourished
Looking out from deep set eyes, rimmed with neglect
I could see, he wanted ...
To know why?
To know what? ... I...

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'twas  the night before any Christmas...

And all over our any town,
Lonely seniors tried so hard to forget,
What life was like in a land long ago.
When...

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