Best Wiley Poems

In Search of 50 Names(couplets alphabetized for ease of footnoting the names)

A) A tom cat sits in heather nearby a willow tree.
Rose and jasmine fill...

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FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)

Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter...

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Meet the mother - old Miss Jenny
She gave birth to chicks aplenty
(Never dreamed she’d have so many)

But sly Wiley, a hungry fox
Was more threatening than...

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Zombies ate my Christmas guests
Oh Lord you should have seen it
Don't know what the cops will think
But the neighbors won't believe it

Granny dodged and moved...

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New buds of color gently caress Mother Earth
Poking from lowdown extending up out of dirt
Wiley unruly sensing the suns’ call to bloom
Flowers pushing up petals...

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Forbid hate not love, let love bloom, real love is rare~ Deterred love often has tragic consequences.  Love which is not pure will reveal...

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Hear the screeching of the Nighthawk, as its talons grapple
At the tail ends of the moon's rising, dragging it ever upwards, unto
The center of the...

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multi-cultural mecca
Farmers' Market at the United Nations Plaza,
San Francisco

water fountain sculpture
misting through the
jazz audience at lunchtime, 
during the weekday summer concert series

poetry gives me new...

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When Popeye whipped Brutus's ass
I shoulda' promptly been sent to mass
Wiley C. gets flattened by a safe?
What a horrid, repulsive disgrace!
Elmer tried to murder Bugs...

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I want to hold the red ball across the seams
And go racing up my chain like fire
And Gary with bat will pretend
His stumps are children,...

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Hallowed The Halls of Antiquity
Frail The Parchment of History
When a Host of Quills Touched Destiny
And Rose a Peoples of Democracy

Hail sayeth to MAN not King?
Immortal...

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-LAST DAYS OF OLD BEN-


    “See that man up there on the mountain, son?”
“Yeah Pop, why’s he a’jes sittin there starin’ out...

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tar dog tar dog where you be
he killing chicken like Wiley Coyote
wife yells you fetch him
for he eats more a them cookies
off I go low...

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Wimpy Butt Dimples,
Wimbledon Bimbos,
Damp Blimp Dingo,
Wicked Wick Dip,
Dick Whipped,
Dim Brick Women,
Demon Brine Bathing,
Whimsy Wine Breathing,
Debatable Win,
Beatable Defeat,
Weak Bees,
Wax Beak,
Deem Weekend Bleak,
Dizzy Bard Waning,
Dumb Bar Baron,
Doomsday...

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My love affair with bananas
 must have started shortly after my birth
 because it seems to be a generational thing. 
    
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