Best Voter Poems

Oakland County MI                   Democrats   ...

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Elections are less than a week away
  And all the candidates have something to say.

  With nervy tenure the ads were on the...

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Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch...

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Come close, come closer ... 
let me bend your ear, my estranged countrymen
It don’t matter to me
if you’re a Democrat or a Republican
Your political persuasion
is...

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Rancid lemon rope squeeze
around a rotten tomato neck tie,
crooked odor bow hanging out of place 
Acid reflux raisin tax bleed;
dripping spoiled, milquetoast lies
out a sour-twisted,...

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The day Democracy died,
I was a little lad, yea, knee high

Papa turned on the telly
to watch the White House news
Curious to hear if the 
whether...

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7/20/19

"I'll be your Joker"


Still a registered voter
Signed up to be an organ donor
And finally became a car owner

I rarely use a controller
When it's time, I'll...

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Another wave of voter vexation
is swamping the shutdown nation

To the left, 
the windpipes are hissing
To the right,
the windbags are dissing

And all of the kitchen cabinet...

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It is like a drunk
or addict reaching that 'so called' stopping off point. That point
where one can't imagine life with or without the fix. Writing...

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Le Rat Noir – Translation of Iris Clayton’s « The Black Rat » by T. Wignesan

(Iris Clayton of the Wiradjuri tribe in New South Wales...

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The lines have been drawn 
The battle commenced
Each voter a pawn
Each party seems tensed.

They’ve argued the topics
All blurred the same lines
We muse on our prophets
Determine...

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Well, it appears we're gonna have a choice between Hillary and Trump.

Personally, I'd rather see for president Mister Forrest Gump!

At least Forrest has attributes that...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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