a small fish
...A Little Fish
I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for my evening meal.
Headless and nicely packed they were, except for one that
had a head-on was alive. I filled water in a jar.
Put th...
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Categories:
dead eye, 8th grade, age, angst,
Form: ABC
High Noon
...Palindrome Limerick:
High "Noon"
A gun duel set for high "noon"
A noisy crowd gathers round soon
See Dead-"Eye" "level" his gun
Against the quick, evil "Nun"
Then the "pop" gun went, Ka-boo...
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Categories:
dead eye, conflict, courage, death,
Form: Limerick
A perfect triangle pretending to be right
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A perfect triangle
As he stood in the shadow
Of the dead eye windows of his home
His face alway up
Stars or cries of cloud
his theatre
The sounds that based from his neon lit blue ears
He ...
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Categories:
dead eye, poems,
Form: Free verse
king oskar sardiner
...A Brisling (King Oscar sardines)
I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for supper
Headless and nicely packed, except for one
that had a head and was alive.
I put the live one in a glass jar; ...
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Categories:
dead eye, america, animal, arabic, beach,
Form: Blank verse
Kinda Wonky
...Wonky is nature's norm!
Our obsession with straightness,
conceived in arrogant innocent bliss,
kowtows to a belief
that adroit straightness
following straight lines,
somehow makes things strong...
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Categories:
dead eye, nature,
Form: Free verse
There Was Trouble Brewin' In Soup Creek
...As morning glowed pale light over the town of Soup Creek,
Jenna woke with a start when she heard a floorboard squeak.
She raised her gun and took aim at a shadow near the door,
"Hold it right ther...
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Categories:
dead eye, poets,
Form: Narrative
Love Is Overrated
...Love is overrated
Misunderstood, miscalculated.
It is the morning mist,
A dew rested on the grass.
In the warmth, it ceases to exist.
with the heat of the sun, it's gone.
Love demands caring, ...
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Categories:
dead eye, lost love, love, love
Form: Free verse
Dead Eye
...I hope worms devour me, cross my heart and let it be that my coffin lid lies loose.
Lovely little bird, I don’t know if you’ve heard that I found you dead by my front door.
No more chirping, ...
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Categories:
dead eye, dark, death, deep, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Dead-Eye
...Obliging black arms,
crooked fingers cut freezing
as they reach for winter
greys, blues of sky-
The trees are framed within
her eyes green as last
Summer's carpet.
Embroidery of native...
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Categories:
dead eye, allusion, angst, corruption,
Form: Haiku
Childhood Lament
...attracted to her fingers
and slippery as an eel
its one dead eye stares at her
— the silver dollar
lonely child spoons dirt over
the sandwich bag zippered shut
there’s naught burial at sea
—...
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Categories:
dead eye, child, death, fish,
Form: Dodoitsu
Shoppers Distribute Disasters
...customer service is not an alluring activity
a dissatisfied customer is like Chucky
their disguise is sweet
until they speak, it's evi...
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Categories:
dead eye, slam,
Form: Free verse
City
...Ah, faith! Golly gosh, life in the city!
Hustle and bustle n' a big metro wander
Exhaustion, life, anger and pretty gritty
Misty, grimy lights loudly grab a beggar
The sidewalk shops like a col...
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Categories:
dead eye, city,
Form: Free verse
Tombstone Jack
...here be layin mean en evil tombstone jack
they done shot em six times in the back
they was afeard of his dead eye aim
that gived jack his well knowd name
but now they kin jist call em holey
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Categories:
dead eye, america, humor,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
A Little Fish
...A Little fish
I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for my evening meal.
Headless and nicely packed they were except for one that
had a head on and was alive. I filled water in a glass jar p...
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Categories:
dead eye, imagination, islamic,
Form: Blank verse
Evidenced
...Evidenced
FIFTYFOUR
CharlaXFabels
The Church Parsonage on Church Street the old Methodist Church where eye
used to go to church it Burned down.
My mother died a horrible murder death.
My broth...
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Categories:
dead eye, death, introspection, loss, mother,
Form: Prose Poetry
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