Best Whop Poems

“What’s going on, what’s next?”
(Medi-Vac on the way, keep pumping!)
A faint roar and whop-whop-whop-whop
(No not there! The south-bound lane! Over...)

The median grass was newly cut...

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Men come down for fun,
Duck hover, on edge of dune.
Crowd move down, open gun,
Whop… knock off duck, under moon.   
Cook over ember, devour...

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Litter bearers burst unexpectedly 
in with a casualty.  Sergeant Lindsey 
grabs one pole end, then BOOM!, the roof and rear
end of our frail little...

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Pacific Street
 Brooklyn New York 1953

Mud-red clay bricks, hot and worn;
brown-stone blocks carved tenements formed.
Concrete sidewalks slit and cracked
where children skipped a hopscotch tack.

Hear the...

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Without values life may whop
And you cannot even yawp
As the destiny may strop
A valueless person nonstop.
If your values from life lop
It is zilch and make...

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(Triple Verse Triolet)

Six rosebuds sit atop the stem,
a hint of pink above the green,
each one a rare and lovely gem.
Six rosebuds sit atop the stem.
A...

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Our hill was steep, red clay rock;
hardly anything thrived there.
Stubborn blossoms of meager size
bobbed on stems spindly and bare.

The green shoots struggled up 
thru last...

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is anybody out there?
talking to genies
with the perfect three wishes for the world
where we don't hold up some bodies
dead bay?
Is there someone haunting you hunting...

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Book is the only stop
Where all halt from top
For knowledge or whop
Of all sort and thoughts slop.
Though it clear drains prop
For teacher or for carhop.
They...

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Come back to the Lord
He loves taking back His own
Those who have fallen into sin
Those who left the faith to begin again

Come back to the...

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Soft and round with smiling eyes
Baking candies, cookies, cakes and pies.

No better chef could ever be
Than my dearest sweet mommy.

Mrs. Claus could not compete
With my...

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Just another pill
IM an ANIMAl
somebody get me out of here
I dont need an education
behind this miracle mile smile
down another day
and there we all stand on...

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Shall I succed in my undertakings 
If I don’t listen to all their warnings?
Shall I paint the sky with another hue
Just to give beauty it’s...

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written in octaves

Tom gathers broken branches
and stubs his toes on roots.
Tywhoppity’s rich bottom
is tidied up each autumn.
The ache and pain he stanches
to reap September fruits.
Tom...

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On the bus I pass by a building
We refer to as the looney bin
I can’t help but be looking

I see patients that aren’t locked in
They...

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