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Best Poems Written by Rachel K Martin

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A Dog's Haiku

Her white paws are curled
Then, she stands at attention
Her loving eyes glare

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Brain Fart Haiku

Literally Blank
Imperturbably mundane
April knows discomfort

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The Yo' Haiku

They tried to glue his
ear back, do yo' understand?
We kill the people.

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Yuluvare

The ghost is in the air!
The ghost is over there!
It frightens! It runs!
It goes, it comes
to the recesses of the tin roof...
to the bottoms of a pig's hoof
the ghost possesses the foul souls
Up and up it goes
as if to heaven, it will fly
unlike an angel in the sky
it wants no more than to choke
the devil and drive it beserk!

How many names can it have?
Is it Beze, Rogi, Humi, or Dad?
We don't know what it will bring!
All we know is for the dead
it tolls its efforts 
it is said.

Is it fair, is it dark?
as it tears through a camel's heart
it cannot stop flying in the air
it is over here!
No! it is over there!

BE SCARED!
BEWARE!!
IT WILL NOT GET YOU! 
WHEN YOU DARE NOT CARE!

His name is not important 
as it is yours!
The ghost is in your fingers 
and on your doors!

BOO! Run down the halls!
Spread the powder on the floor!
Until you see its footprints, more and more!
It will devour your soul 
and walk with feet!
until the agony of his defeat!

GRAAAAHHHH!, he says!. "I have you now!"
"I will taste your fears,
and take you down - -
to Hell, I might say, I'll see you there!"
Then, he vanishes into thin air.

Where does he go? 
We wonder!
Back to those toes?
No! 
into the floor! 
... for some more foes!

This story is not scary ...
you see? 
As the ghost is rare!
As a matter of fact, 
his name is:  Yuluvare!

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Coronovirus Heart

I put a bug on you!
it was a lady?
it was a vampire?
it was a boogar?

introducing a new cough?
wasn't pertussis enough?
we'll sit at the store in tight masks
finding how to boil them in a flask

is it an outbreak
or a Spring Break gone mad?
it's Coronovirus that has shut down the loop
every ice cream cone and every scoop
must be sterilized in fire
now, we will not admire

to the moon and back
these little viruses cut you no flack
stay, stay they told the dog
now it's Flapjack
anyone will not be exact!

so the hearts will push them away
i have on this mask
Everyday!

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Take Them

high up, none gone with them
some under the hem
read a taste of lights
understand the flies

reinvigorate the scene
underneath a beam
of good food and antsy pants
run amuck, kind find
kindness of the mankind

real in the parish
go get the garnish
reinvigorate the garbage
see the stolen pen
to the bin, read 
a juggernaut
be an astronaut
just do something jim
get all of them,
take them

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Disable

There's so many things to ask
There're so many things that are we allowed 
T’will never see to disavow 
but we won't go and we want buy, unfortunately 
this is how we free the LIE. 
 He was never alive, her say
she often used to speak of his father but he said he was always drinking
he should throw him down the stairs 
quite often he didn't value saving life
Parent: “macaroni and cheese?”
“I think I cook macaroni and cheese.”
“That way I can put a macaroni 
and I'm going to eat.”
“I'm going to get something else to drink.”
With mistakes, how about 
we disable the alcoholic.

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Bloodsucker

I put a bug on you!
it was a lady?
it was a vampire?
it was a boogar?

No, it was a bug!
A mugger?
A burglar?

NO! A BUG!
Why is it .. red?
Is it dead?
It crawled with six legs - -
to my head! ..

right to the crook
of my arm,
Will it cause harm?

Honest!, that bug (CRUNCH!)
that bit you,
My friend!
is a bloodsucker out for lunch
That's it!
That's ALL!

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Everything Stayed the Same

Everything Stayed The Same
But I've changed for the better
I put the clear liquid down
and drank the water...
the fruit of life.

the juice of ferment
will no longer make my blood boil
my skin pop out
my head explode
my arms inflate

What is it you ingrate?
Does it look like i'm still drinking?
YOu don't care
I saw your dead body son
over there

Everthing stayed the same but
I've changed for the better...
I've died, mom
SO THERE!

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That Show

The men fall off
the dates end early
a list of stress
as the bones crack

a new car
a new pair of pants
that used to fit
Whoops! what happened to that size?!

Turning lips that lock in the end
of nothing accomplished
man, it's just a regular day

what did we do?
we don't know
we already forgot
the name of that show