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Best Poems Written by Kari Koivu

Below are the all-time best Kari Koivu poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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To Thong In Public...

To wear a thong in public...
Not much chance of that...
Unless your the type...
That gets invited back...
For unlike the summer months...
What's there to show...
I myself...put it on the shelf...
As like most you know...
To thong in public...
That's a life time ago...
A little more to hide...
Even in summer time...
To wear a thong in public...
Not much chance of that...

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Where Do We Fit...

It seems that woman need to be something...
Us man...well where do we fit in...
By our self...are we  a stock to be looked into...
Like brains...looks...working capital...
How do they...look at us...
After all the love is gone...
You know...the crazy side of hooking up...
Does this have a starting time...
Are the woman under pressure...
Who are we...some trophy hunters dream...
The scarry thing is...what about us left overs...
Where do we fit in...
We're the ones who watch the others...
The ones we wished we were but we're glad we're not...
Don't  you worry we're still in the biggest fishing hole...
Waiting our turn to get caught...
Just like a catch and release...
We have our own brand of bait...
What ever that is...
We don't even know...
But the woman think they do...
Don't you...

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From the Barn Yard...

From the barn yard to the kitchen table...
How many  hands has passed through...
To get to the kitchen...and into you...
From start to finish...I wonder if anyone counted this...
Or if hands rarely are involved at all...
For in the age of machine...what pucks...
Picks...shakes...Rolls...cleans...right to your door...
Not many hands...that's for sure...
Imagine that...from the bard yard...to the store...
Your hands are the last...to touch...this one...
Or are you sure...kids about...how about the other...
Have their hands helped...to add to the taste...
Well it's on the table now...not on the floor...
From the barn yard to the kitchen table...
What more can you ask for...

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To Harm That Egg...

To harm that egg...just to crack it...
To open...to see...past the shell...
What memories...what meals...
What was lost...what is born...
To think of how to fix...the trouble...
How many left...to use...
And if any...can there be more...
The cost...the distance...
And if available...when...
Just to crack that egg...
Morning,Afternoon and into the night...
How many have slipped past your hands...
What dreams...can be made...
Can you really cook...
That is the first thing that would be said...
And to think of this the night before...
To busy...you know...
I'll get it in the morning...Or...
That no trouble at all...
Everything was perfect...
Except there no harm done to the eggs...
Just a memories...nothing...
You haven't been paid...

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The Tinder Box...

The tinder box...what little can be spent...
Fueled by it over use...nothing remains...
Nothing...empty to carry on...
The over worked...conditions...
Years of honest labour...
Can life...not remain inside...
Looking at  the hits...and marks...
As good as others...Why...
Why is it being put aside...
To old...its still good...
The fuel it use to fire...
Is all around...if not...
It will rest untill some is found...
The tinder box...the one sitting around...

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Holding a Sporting Event...

And as if...you could stand naked in front of others...
Do to all the laws...it better be important...
So this crazy thought of standing naked...any clues...
Something you missed growing up...seen something in a yard sale...
All this time...now nature calls...
If it comes down to it...how many can you get to join you...
Then you could get into the law books...how about doing a sporting event...
If your under twenty-five...it'll be new...
But the over forty crowd...is use to it...
It's nothing to see it all...It's the thrill...
Or is something more...how about a dare...
Would you dare...to show it all...
Let the world see what you've got...crazy this is not...
For to get passed the security and remove all...
That takes knowing how long the law will take to get to you...
So it important to know the law and when to run...
The second best part is how many will join you...
That just like holding a sporting event...

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From the Bottom of My Heart...

From the bottom of my heart...
What yields to give you to me...
Are you aware that I wait under the tree...
Our names have been cut...So long ago...
Our ways have changed...
But my heart...the beat strong...
I wait still this day...even this long...
Just as I dreamed of the days our hands joined...
And we walked to this spot...this tree...
For no longer young...it has grown...
But names have stayed...ours and others...
I wonder if you have another...
For ours are surrounded by strangers to me...
Do they think the same...none has been cut...
All have remained...All starting with...
From the bottom of my heart...

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Watch a Tape and See...

To sin today...is nothing...for it's free...
Have you indulged...what sin have you  looked into...
The juicy type...the dark secret worlds...
Can you even tell someone...are you on the other side...
What rightist person are you...church isn't till Sunday...
Or do you do the seven day...you know the TV thing...
For seven days to make you watch...just like in some book they talk...
What have they got to do...what shows can be this strong...
Are you that glued to indulge in song...
What a life have you to lead...do they tell you what you need...
Buy this...See who...trust in us...you know what we do...
Seven days and even taped...you watch again no mistake...
To sin today...is nothing...for it's free...
Watch a tape and you will see...

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As the Cowboy's Ride...

As the cowboy rides...
The sun at his side...
The scarf given too...
Him by a girl he knew...
As the cowboy rides...
What warms his inside...
The girl he's left to do...
The range under the stars...
As the cowboy rides...
What brother's do...
Lead and drive...
The great herds outside...
As the cowboy rides...

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I Watch the Hounds...

Having caught the attention of the fowl...
How does one prepare to bring it home...
One would think...this is easy enough...
Due to the fact that man has a canine...
I find this part a bother...
As a farm yard disaster...my job is simple...
One to one...I being a thinking type...
Can and have out foxed...man and his dog...
But I can tell you if others are involved...
Night is my best chance...
Years have past as I have watched the hounds...
I know if the rabbit is in play...like this very day...
The fowl is left alone...
So I wait...for the sound of the horn...
As I have in the past...entered to bring a fowl home...