Best Holes Poems

my shirts and shoes
are wearing out -
and they tell me 
I am too

I patch and glue 
to make them whole -
but fail 
to make them new

I have holes in my soles
and frayed treads on my edges -
but manage 
for the most part to get through

until...

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3 holes Hut on Cubbie

Yep me an Sow the wild pig were,
Under the low set hut, yessir,
I was 12 months old, I be,
Nappies were short, so I had none see,
The piglet kept me clean,
Did he…

The old hut is now a fallen down,
Where piggy an I...

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sigh ...
there is no shortage
of gloom and doom these days
we are in the midst of something unseen in our time
and the fear and hysteria is palpable
that said, I'm not taking the blue pill ... no way
reality is important, as are fear and caution
those darker things...

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A Mountain forever
stands over me,
holding a treasure
she wont set free

Deep in her heart
beats a flame,
the organ of life
pumps into veins

Boating the breeze
blowing through caves,
passing the bones
of work weary slaves

Working a trail
through darkness
and fright,
playing her game,
long into night

The treasure I seek
isn’t of gold,
not of this world,
and...

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Precision incisions put holes in our ears
    our noses, our foreheads and tongues

  As for me, I had enough holes in my head
    to last me a lifetime when I was but young...

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You may think he’s weird.
You may think she’s odd.
Look deeper than the skin and see something you don’t know, something you never thought of.

People are all different, finding different ways to heal.
People are all different, with unique ways to feel.

You may have a full heart...

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A poem which shows the value of poetry to letting the mind run free.

There's an outline around the unseeable—the temptation to lick it, knowing it's like the inside of the freezer wall. The lure, being the spilled ice lolly looking flavoursome, is insane. You wouldn't...

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the land of the free
     except for that ovary~
     a ten thousand dollar finders fee



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Fixing holes with good intentions.


Lions and tigers,
Dolphins and earthquakes.
Liars with cider,
Have nothing to say.


Animals and insects,
Bugs for breakfast.
Mammals need sex,
So find true love and get wed.


Life is a milk tray;
Oh behave!
Nothing left to say,
So gonna leave to get paid.


Fortune tellers remain silent.
Two moon sellers, offer...

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In the sloping corners of humankind hangs the skeleton.
Ghosts are not hidden and flowers are exhausted,
Although some folds shelter beauty and
the old man can smile for some seconds
while he scratches the sky looking for
a ball that may glitter inside all.
The players cannot find the secret...

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Burying dead bodies usually takes place  
In fancy holes dug on some land space.

Most people dig those holes somewhere nice
But sometimes they don’t have a choice.

Some people burn dead bodies to ashes
And this really saves on available land spaces.

Sometimes dead bodies are buried at...

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Death leaves a sacred hole
where once lived a whole relationship
with both potential future
and a now more cherished past

Still seen
and heard
and smelled,
tasted and felt, sensed
and incensed
through an echoing hole of darkly bitter loss.

I would be a hypocrite
and a liar
if I were to condemn
our sons and their...

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Dreadful dawn dug doggedly deep, dazed dues
Prickle-prone paths  pierce peer-less purpose
Buried bricks burn beneath brine and blood
Homes and holes hitch-hike heated Hours

Sync'd steps stoop, saddling steely shores
Shadows of sagging shoulders shed shrewd strokes
Sanctioned sympathy sealed and soiled in stoic stories
Homes and Holes hauling hymen...

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Where did you find safety when you were a child, 
?Did flight also help you, I wonder my friend? 
?I felt like it did me, but that was because
?My mom didn’t try hard to suss her son out.?
And having no fear of dark criminal plot,...

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April 26, 2018 Thursday 9:10 am  A COMING APART OR A COMING TOGETHER


	WHEN WILL I HAVE YOU?	

	I ask
	oh, anything to get you to focus on us
	Think about 
	Talk about us
	but, the bait isn’t taken
	You must forget how much this love seeks 
	to validate
	to commeserate
	to...

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