Best We Are Not Amused Poems

fell out with my muse
           formed incompatible views 
      ...

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Oceans, woods, abused, confused!
Mother nature not amused!
Her bellies aching.
Mistakes we're making!
Time pollution was defused!

There is an old man of the ocean,
To marine life is his...

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My existence is a poem I've never finished,
as I've always been unsure what form it should take.

In a labyrinth of lyrics, words are like whores,
unfaithful and easily...

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A Slow Hand, Deep Thoughts And True Pen

Each time I write of my crashed hopes and dreams
mind falls into black-depths, sends cold shivers.
Tempted to falsely...

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Dragon found a Fairy Ring and quickly jumped inside! Heaven Forbid!
Dancing round and round, he suddenly disappeared. Yes! He surely did!
As he disappeared I knew...

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Today the New York Marathon's
Become a non-event.
The runners' opportunities
To race both came and went.

At first the mayor said it's on,
Despite the storm's destruction;
And then, last...

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I accidentally let one loose
After drinking some apple juice
I was in line at the five and dime
It was loud and obviously mine
People stared, they did...

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She bustles
her boys out of bed
grouse, groan, growl
groggy gripes
snarky snipes, as they squabble
their way to breakfast

Packs their lunch
crunch, smack, munch, they eat
hurry boys-
catch the bus
flurry...

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Declined 


Laughing, only to hide the tears,
now gathering in the corners of my mouth,
drowning me…(I should be so lucky)

staring at a reflection in the protective...

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She tried to get my attention a number of times
But It was not possible because
I was a country or two away
Wearing brown leather swashbuckler pants
White...

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I write a line. It makes no sense. I tear up the paper.
Into little tiny itty bity bitsy bits.
Blow them onto the floor, for this...

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At times we’re forced to grin and bare it, 
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I flung my bloodied bathrobe onto a dusty mahogany bureau and roared: “Did we frighten
the scarecrows tonight, my love? Whose catch was it anyway? Yours...

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Pre-letter thoughts...

So often we turn to God in our times of need.
In our desperation we go to Him to plead
For His Help, His Guidance, to...

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God Is

God is not confused
God is not amused
God is not impressed
God does not watch commercials
God is not the target demographic
God does not buy name brand...

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