Best Wet Behind The Ears Poems

I'd almost forgotten, how fondly this little hamlet
snuggles tight against the purple hills, and how State street
divides the town into two parts, like a pizza, one half a progressive present,
and the other half, the antiquated past.   The old library building still exists,
although now...

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"Sung In"



We are notes 
on the tongue 
of God 

Each of us words
in a never ending 
sentence

Music is math
God breathes us in 
out of Time

We are but droplets
past and present
participles

wet behind the ears
unable to hear 
the full melody

of
"what is this song?"

We move 
punched out 
perfect...

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When in swanky restaurants, 'tis easy to daintily dine on cordon bleu,
But dining on lobster requires deft finesse without humiliating you!
For what its worth, I offer the following that I've learned o'er the years,
To show snobbish waiters you're really not all that wet behind the...

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The Moon Also Rises
The Midwatch

Harry Mayer


The X.O.’s in the shower
and the Captain’s in his bed.
The Chiefs’ are playin’ poker
as we’re steamin’ to the Med.

“I’ll take that bet and raise you”
is what the Bo’sun says
from the table in the Chiefs’ Mess
as we steam full speed ahead.

He...

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great aunt, kissed me yesterday
after bidding fond adieu's 
to fleeting flashbacks of youth

streaks of invincibility 
stiffened her spine when a gentleman came calling
courting her future
a legitimate suitor
awkward member in good standing of the 
Chicago Fire Department 
A man unaware of the elements due to generations...

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caught in the crossfire, of well-hidden snipers
that aim through the lens, of venomous vipers
paralysed by poison, blinded by spies
unarmed victims, enemies in disguise
shadows that taunt us, ghosts we let haunt us
vanish in the light, of our sudden surprise,
we admit what we know, must now be...

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This is the first in a trilogy of poems that comprise the first 2 years of big bens career as the Pittsburgh Steelers quarterback so sit back and enjoy.

I was at my favorite sports bar
Rooting on my favorite team
They were playing hard
Up on the big...

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America…
wet behind the ears
our boys
soldiers screwed beyond their years

healthy “Kens”
displaced from their “Barbies and Babies”
KILL ‘EM ALL!
programmed to forget 
about what ifs 
ands
or maybes

SEEK AND DESTROY!
when deployed, "Boy go!"

Erase your youth 
Ken
now you’re real damn men!
geddem’ G.I. JOE!

the present is your rifle
so don’t blink about...

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The poems have been flowing like a river

Must take advantage while it happens

I think they say, “while the iron is hot!”



Other very familiar idioms like...

“A bigger bang for your buck” sure has sexual overtones

“Take the bit between your teeth”

Again, do they all have sexual overtones...

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When I was only seventeen,
I met my darling Norma Jeane.
And I, still wet behind the ears,
Emboldened by too many beers,
Approached her and forgot my fears,
Became the envy of my peers -
But knew our love would end in tears.
And after many lonesome years,
I saw her on...

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I dreamed of you again
The first love of my youth
I wonder what takes me there
Exploring you again
Wondering how decades later
You still come to me 
In my dreams.
I know we will never be together
Our lives so different now
But when I dream we are 
And our love...

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In the cuddles of your memory I drown
You were a fluffy handsome breed
A personality brighter than brown
But your colour sealed your collar

In you this boy found a best friend 
Lessie became lesser known 
Your bark reverberated my childhood 
Wagging your tail never a frown

Both of...

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That Summer Heat That Stoked My Fires

There was that summer heat that stoked my fires-
Soft the winds blew, long the beauties reigned;
And then a dream came that burned into my desires,
Bringing on love that was real not feigned.
Hot sandy beach and an angel walking there,
One...

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i had parents who drank and gambled and fought. and slowly those nights turned around so that things could never be the way that they were before.
a child in limbo. between the days of small childness and nights of knowing childness. a layer of atmosphere...

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Everyone will turn older
And your up to bat
Bases are all loaded
As the crowd roars Jack
3 balls, 2 strikes 
and 49 on his back
Final game, final inning
And still down by two
The coach gives the signal,
You know what to do
Oh great, should he walk,
with a run guaranteed
He...

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