Mandarins Poems - Poems about Mandarins

...Varnished Tech Titans Tattered totems tarnished Viral tribal bible spiral Tainted talismans taunted Cash cows flaunted Gerontocracy trumps democracy Theocracy stumps hypocrisy Autocracy dumps ......

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...“Heady heights..bright neon lights..giddy delights Arsonists torching the Indian empire Reputations scorching..awash with brilliant whites Gilded generation ire… spoils soiled in an oily qua......

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...Kiwi Cricket's Shangri La... "Can still hear the deafening din of the Indian crowd chagrin. Stunned shell shocked silence at mandarins' sins. Yet somehow still so loud Like thunder down......

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...2025.05.18 Today, I had a morning started quite roughly. I almost missed the bus, Then actually missed the stop at the train station, That costed me one hour moving and waiting around. Finall......

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...Obtuse abuse..rude platitudes shout.. About alternative attitudes..generations.. Scream at different altitudes & latitudes.. Venerate mandarins sins.. Generate pernicious vicissitudes ......

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...Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises.. Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded.. Deafening din of our chagrin... Espoused by rabbles roused by mandari......

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...#RED: RENDERING A RICH, RIPE, ROBUST REVEALING, {A RAVENOUS APPEALING} A FIERY FURY/FEVER PITCH IN HEAT INTENSITY PROVIDING FULFILLING IMMENSITY! BLUE: BURSTING BRILLIANCE OF BEAUTIFUL BOUNTY ......

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...The Team. Here we are in Gayndah town, The parks are all filled up. With Caravans and Motor homes, ‘N’ Backpackers trying their luck. The pickers are around the trees, And filling Gayp......

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...litany of the Church of the Ecstatic Coma love shouldn't be a pile of rags I was playing pinkie dinkie with next door Suzie Woozy her father was CIA a spy catcher with a big spy catcher mitt t......

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...Peculiar words crawling over the pages of my journal Leafs of beige bound by counterfeit leather Small enough to rest within my palm Masks, quarantine, isolation, Covid, Alone Lyrics s......

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...Memories of My Parents Memories of my father Bring forth the autumn walks. Shades of nature on the crunchy leaves At the man-made lake down the hill From the little white house With the green......

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...Lemons are sour and limes are green mandarins are as sweet is anything I like oranges Kumquats and clementines have funny names grapefruits and pomelos taste the same I like oranges Sweetie......

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...Saturday Farmers’ Market Here’s how it goes at our Farmers’ Market: shoppers all ages, clothing, and races, parents push bundled babies in strollers, children dash eagerly through the crowd. ......

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...We strolled hand in hand along Naples cobbled streets beneath nearly blown- off linen sheets Hanging from old balconies. Street musicians played their bagpipes ciaramellas,mandarins In this......

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...In an epoch and era far removed from ours, Dwelt two golden gophers on the planet Mars. Asked one of the other, while hugging his interplanetary car, Saw you not that adorable smooching star......

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