Periodicals Poems - Poems about Periodicals

...Satire is a tricky thing And won’t appeal to half Of its potential readers, But the other half will laugh. The Onion is satirical And I’m, for sure, a fan, For it pokes fun of politics (At......

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...Q: What could happen if Kamala Harris becomes our 50th president of the USA? A: Not in any particular order: Late term abortions at the 9th month of a female's pregnancy becoming a federal......

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...He is my favorite artist believe it big JOHN BUSCEMA- - He’s my favorite He is my favorite, artist None of you could believe it; He draws women like a dream and… His name is John Buscema<......

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...There once was a ghost who loved the post He enjoyed the thrill of the periodicals fill Turning each page of the paper Geared to those who picked up an honest wage as waiters. There were all ......

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...Artistic Integrity squeamish questions abound about the art of love, impressionistic and commonly given to misinterpretations, but with gall declared; “my art has hung with grandeur in hall......

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...in the rusty tide animating bones of deluded gods reaching for the lie etched on eroded steles in dead lisps licking flames of seers tossing guts filled with blue and red fascists infecting the......

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...For females over 40, There’s a magazine called More. At least that is the age group It was first intended for. So many periodicals Are aimed at people younger. This magazine was perfect For ......

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...I sat down on the grass above you. The dew drops drooping as I delicately Drew my hand across Your stone head; the way I used to run my fingers Through your dark hair. I, staring in......

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...Few Words, Few pictures, News Thousand narrations to same story Every day a new story … Journalism, an art to write Whether truth is perceived or false None care, just write it. … Coverage of......

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...Ritual It is not the position, not the money, not the opportunity. It is breakfast with my steaming tea, my rolls, my periodicals, my wife pouring, buttering, keeping quiet, my shower, to......

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...Each Morning It is not the position, not the money, not the opportunity. It is breakfast with my steaming tea, my rolls, my periodicals, my wife pouring, buttering, keeping quiet, my show......

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...Old adages, Growing older with ages, Wrapped inside, Torn books, And periodicals, A dislike grown out of over their use, And failures after their use, And their newness in old times, Had bund......

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