Best Uproariously Poems

He stood on the street corner
Having a much needed smoke
Somehow we got chatting
And he told me a joke 
And i started laughing
The way that you do
He looked at me smiling
And started laughing too
And his dog laughed too.

It became a habit
Ever after that
Every morning I’d stop
For...

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"The Folk Dance"
On the backs of well formed muscular miners 
Working hard in the trenches on a daily basis
For the men who need coal, fat cats and such
Dirty, sweaty and tireless toil try to wear them down 
Dehydration and soot inhalation runs rampant 
An epidemic...

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Of all the minin' camps in old Colorady, the town of Tin Cup was truly,
With all its gamblin' halls, brothels and sleazy saloons the most unruly!
'Tis said that Jim Taylor dipped his tin cup in the 'crick' to take a sip,
And found gold in the...

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The gargoyles sit on the fence
blinking like sheep, all in a row
where’s the romance in that?
humor me, please, before it’s too late.
I’d like to see you
sharpen your teeth
and hiss some outstanding
poetry, 

grow some fangs,
flap your wings at the crows

I know it’s all
laughable limerence 
the slap...

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SUPERLATIVES

S  uperlative sentiments subliminally stupefy- salubrious solitude

U  niquiviocal uproariously unconventional, uninhibited, unabashed

P  reposterously pedantic, precarious pandemics, perilous pandemonium 

E  uphoria exemplified, exquisitely exorbitant – eloquently enthralled

R  eiterated relentlessly, radically rambunctious--ruthless retribution

L  inguistically ludicrous, lavished lackadaisical— listless laments

A  bundant...

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" Human Campfire Legacy ... "

( Gen. 2: 4 / Gen. 3: 24 / Ex. 13: 21 )
( Ex. 3: 2 / Rev. 22: 5, 6 )


All & Every Family of Man
Must Have Gathered Around Campfires
Telling Stories of Dreams & Dramas of Life
(Tho' Some of...

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Nothing stirs the languid souls of folks like a hometown parade.
Friends and neighbors uniting to form a colorful cavalcade.
Any special occasion will do such as Veterans or Independence Day,
To uproariously celebrate and put on a spectacular display!

The parade is led off by aging vets proudly...

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"50 Words for Poe:  Heathrow"




They landed at Heathrow,
Columbus in tow on tight leash
had not frisked the stewardess’ skirts 
as they to’d and thro’d past him down the aisle, 
like Fembots, bullets pointing all in a row
He sat there like a good boy and wagged...

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I am made of black,
Shinning from the uttermost part of the earth
To the craving deep of the oceans of the earth.
I glitters and gleams like the stars,
A gltterati in the endless world I am,
Packaged uproariously.
My glamour is from Africa to Europe,
I am the light that...

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Learning when/how to close seat then...
flush... the toilet with good frisson!

(alternately titled long windedly
using lower case letters:
no matter tidily bowled over based
upon real events, perhaps subject devoid
of literary merit and/or taste
no embarrassment, cuz
I got nothing to cover
despite precious time going to waste).

Analogous to constipation,
constitutes full...

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Far from having a nascent thought that envelops my rabid self,
Like inside of an accurate Swiss watch that had been given -
A present to presidents and diplomats from the 70’s era,
Memories in the kaleidoscope of life, one by one,
Like crazy soldiers we used to see...

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I was the moonlit night of lapid love
Some confused lores of a tortured mind
A tongue to tell, to speak of truth jogia
Then to live in shades of encumbered lies.

No soul enamoured in this wide world
That can bring about my heart’s satiation
Certainty within my soul will...

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Barely escaped
as a bear
chased me down the hall
my eyes wide open
   for the rest
of the night

Bearing my soul
to the roar
of laughter…
seemed
uproariously serious
in the depths
of R.E.M.

10/6/2021...

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Learning when/how to close seat then...
flush... the toilet with good frisson!

Bull leave me you, though how bison
teen and juvenile 
from a sixty four year old
married male no less!

(alternately titled long windedly
using lower case letters:
no matter tidily bowled over based
upon real events, perhaps subject devoid
of literary...

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Darkness fades into the mountains
Dreading the sigh of a summer sun, flickering
Raining down hope, happiness, heartfelt
Whispers of gentleness, reflecting
Joy that can’t be measured in inches
Joy that is only measured by the trembling

Clouds float silently, healing the heavens
With their tender gasps, their heavy praise
Making the creation...

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