Best American Dream Poems

The American Dream is dead indeed
A victim of American Greed
Trickle down they said we’d try
Then proceeded to suck us dry

The One Percent seeking thrills
Living large in Beverly Hills
Paying minimum wage even though it kills
And the middle class can’t pay their bills

Infinite growth is just a...

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The beauty of the dream
Even fools are allowed in
Misinformed and crawling on narrow stony roads
Yet in this land anything goes
We all have the right to our opinions and views
Apparently even old fools
One day soon
Guns will be taken
So that freedoms truly rule
As the clowns dance
One day
Poets...

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Angelic facial features with huge sparkling eyes
A perfect youthful dewy complexion
Very long silky looking thick hair
Red pouty lips moist with bright cherry gloss
Long red nails with big sparkling rings 
A 22-inch waist, with perfect measurements
Legs that go on and on, forever, with
Perfect feet and toes...

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TO WRITE
TO READ
MY AMERICAN DREAM
POEMS AND BOOKS
ALL IT TOOK
MY AMERICAN DREAM
IS TO BE
WHO I WANT TO BE
NO HOLDING BACK
MY AMERICAN DREAM
TO LEARN AND GRADUATE
TO MAKE ENOUGH MONEY
TO PUT FOOD ON MY PLATE
MY AMERICAN DREAM
TO MAKE MY MOTHER PROUD
AND DO THINGS SHE DIDNT KNOW HOW
MY AMERICAN...

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Impossible mission to sleep on opposite side of marital bed...

Oddly enough even 
when frolicking in the autumn mist
with seasoned super tramping 
cheaply tricked out goo goo dolls
some resembling Indigo Girls,
one foo fighting beastie boy
unable to adjust snoozing 
on the left bedside.

Don't ask me why,
cuz we...

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Run freedom child; keep thy body low amongst the shadows,
Nay never look back, lets hastes speed excel your stride,
For the devil’s steeds ride behind thee, and they’ll show thee
No mercy, run freedom child, run, towards the distant horizon.

Travel beneath the lunar light of the lantern...

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Today is a new day it's 6am and I have woke up to skate it's too early in the day to let troubles ruin your day I'm going to work a 12 hour sift just for today a lot of things on my mind that...

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I saw a cloud today
shaped just like smile

Then I saw it fade
became sad a while

Sitting there in wonder
I Had this Little Dream

About the lips that smiled
on a face I'd never seen

Then I heard a whisper
That I could barely hear

Telling me to smile back
So I did...

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FROM DREAMS OF DREAMS OF THE SEA AND ME
   (FOR TONI M.)

Standing, staring seaward,
Sore eyes see the horizon resting content
On the frothing pillows of the beaconing sea;

Here I stand consumed in the web 
Of lingering thoughts spun from dreams of dreams
Somehow always dreaming...

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ONLY THE DREAMER DIES…

The arid winds steal
     Our tears.
The sterile dust tease
     Cystic hopes
Of dreams deferred.

At shrines of Lazarus
     Visions
Beckon the faithful
     Silencing
 The wailing discontent:

Only the dreamer dies;...

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My mind went on a trip one sunny day
In that trance I was president
Papa was proud of me
Mama felt pleased too
“You are a natural leader” said my neighbor
“I knew you would make it, it’s not a fluke” commented another
Frenemies surfaced in haste


My face was on...

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Within a catcher, dreams do scream
feathers redeem 
man's sullied soul
sweet dreams the goal

Within their vanes they transfix
each demon lick
each channeling's
imaginings

Within the web they flutter, curs
nightmare mutters
beaded offerings
each feather sings

Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Contest: Just a Minute!
Date 10/20/12

*It is believed that the origin of the Native American dream...

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Man has lived a hard life
While trying to live free
Voting and living in fine
Houses never intended to be
Somehow treated badly while 
Others took away their families
Rosa Parks wanted her rights
In Montgomery Alabama

God knew the struggle that 
Man always endured in life
Beating half to death
And crying...

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they or a team
both have dreams
they walk side by side
to be free is there guild
world wide
FREEDOM AND PRIDE...

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IN THE TANGLED WEB OF TIME…

How long 
must we still march
and sing---
our feet grown weary
and facades of justice
quietly silencing our voices?

Today 
we remain footnotes
to his story---
our story 
a cocooned legacy
of a pregnant dream
hanging 
in the tangled web of time.

Matrices
of pseudo gains
continue
to tease un-ripened minds
with scams...

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