Long Witticisms Poems

Poet Identity

In conversations,
In biographies,
In resumes…all poets are writers,
    but not all writers are poets.
On a careful look into the mirror, when not looking
    for wrinkles, but staring deep into...

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When I was a lad and somewhat brash
I often read the poems of Ogden Nash,
whose humourous rhymes on many themes,
was motivation for my own poetic dreams.

Later when I took to reading Edgar Allen Poe,
more of...

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If we had never met,
Who would I be?

With all your quirks and oddities,
You taught me how to laugh.
With your limitless witticisms,
You made my mind sharp.
By gifting me your friendship,
You taught me how to care for...

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‘ He’s Company ! … ’


He’s Not Down With Misery
 and Not Out with The In(flated)-Crowds
But He’s Up On Lady Liberty …
Laughing, New York-Minute, Out Loud !

‘Cause … if  Misery, Loves Company …
Company, Sure...

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A TOWN CALLED “GENTLE”

a soft still stream hides behind a small hill
in my hometown
it's near where the highway ends
and where flowers bloom all year long
in a town of three thousand

there's a crooked road which leads...

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I want to live in a world
Where people with substance abuse problems
can walk hand in hand with a community of friends
Because addictions as we know it is harder to fight through then it was for...

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Kids nowadays don't know the fine art of staging Halloween tricks,
(Though they are very adept at fleecing me for candy to get their kicks!)
Tricks we did as kids would no doubt today land us in...

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Softly dimmed flecks of green within eyes of ocean blue
Shining deep within a black hole of darkness, a soul light and true

Creases of age and time traced by the teardrops of pain once cried
High cheekbones...

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Witticisms
By: Tom 
1-19-2008

If a man tell an untruth today in jest,
And straightens it up on the morrow,
Does it yet remain a lie?

The witness that I show to another,
Either empowers positive change or reinforces a negative...

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WHOOF!
We are not all chasing our tails in the very same way
We are not all praying for the same thing every day
We are all just hopeful that he or she will come along
And we will...

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WHOOF!
We are not all chasing our tails in the very same way
We are not all praying for the same thing every day
We are all just hopeful that he or she will come along
And we will...

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WHOOF!
We are not all chasing our tails in the very same way
We are not all praying for the same thing every day
We are all just hopeful that he or she will come along
And we will...

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all the intellectualosity gathered
to hear the well-versed Buddha
part with a few simple sonnets
and some wry observations on sheep 
and pulling the wool over eyes

not a huge media event, to be sure
but enough for a literary...

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A misanthrope yet addicted
To your praise
Inclined to enslave
And beckon come and see
We can trade witticisms
Or discuss the front page
You can confide every fetish
I promise I'll behave

Even if it's 50 Shades
I'll conceal every page
Of our correspondence
And...

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President Trump has rattled Washington's cage
  with an unlikely combination of technology and rage
He's twittered and texted sharp barbs, targeted criticism
  at oversensitive pols, used to kow-towing and witticisms

He's shaken up the stuffed...

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Reborn here now without baggage.
Every year, as I'm delighted. 
From friends and forebears as adage.
Roaring new birthday, beloved.

Most pals are cheerful and friendly.
Reborn here now without baggage.
Smile, share witticisms with glory. 
As though it were...

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Great Scot delusions of grandeur!
The merry queen with her rosary,
her entourage, ooh la la funereal
shroud and veil; her head bound high.

There’s that sparkle in her eyes,
witticisms, critiques; she’s not meek.
The English parade won’t wrangle her.
She’s...

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A wonderful witticism, wittily said,
Can often fly past a non-thinker’s head.
Sometimes they are angry, a bit like a barb.
If that is the truth, wearing Saturday garb,

You might want to keep them only for special times
To...

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If you asked I would tell you of my secrets
Soft furry things that comfort weary souls
Harsh thorns rebuffing prying doubts
Stoic sentries peering through stone eyes
Cold lips that scorn the warmth of love
Soft thoughts that dare...

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