Best John Steinbeck Poems

We harvested the grapes in late autumn	
when ripeness of love was at its best,			
but deceit in the time of maturing		
changed the passion to wrath and unrest.	

Acerbic vinegar replaced sweet wine 	
and richness of flavour ceased to be mine.	
Betrayed was the pledge of a tender vine.	

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"50 Words for Poe: Witch"




She liked driving fast
The number plate in the dust
Read DOT.OZ.LimaLimaBrava 
Their destination was Wichita

Foot to the Floor 
Off Route 66 Silver Lady purred
Some Kansas backwater 
Galena sped by in a blur

He kind of liked it 
that she wore hardly a stitch...

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We farmers are sliding deeper into the hole.
The drought has caused a devastating dust bowl.
Unlike the Joads who moved out the California,
this family wants to keep its feet in Oklahoma.
Failures of the crops has really been a pain.
Can’t the Almighty be merciful and bring rain?
What...

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I have found what I consider a great prize:
In an oyster was a pearl of enormous size.
The villagers have all flocked around me.
This great jewel is what they have come to see.
This could bring my wife and I some money.
Now, I can see a future...

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Once there was an end of the war in sight,
they built their John Steinbeck ship,
hoisted the Ayn Rand flag
and sailed to the promised land.

Upon the honeyed shore, there she was,
their old enemy, milky arms wide open in welcome.

Blood and spit dripping from her mouth, she...

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I wish Cesar was here 
now
Someone who know how important
farm workers are, giving them a strong
voice,
You got to see this empire
and how it has exploited all the life
that built it,
And all the money spent to fight needless
wars, 
And all the reasons why the rich invest
all...

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Chickens; a roaring rooster
An old house filled with flys
and many bugs
Many Mexican neighbor
   Friend
no water no elec
   No Amends
Romans 11: 29
" For the gifts and calling of GOD are without repentance"
Cold beer...

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She was half past metrical
   quarter nonsensical theatrics, 
    bordered south of burbled oddities, 
fashioned herself enigmatically stated
    whorling an overly zealous lexicon,
recklessly aimed for macrocosmos
   bust a rhyme on defeated asphalt,
whereupon she never ceased...

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John Steinbeck won the Nobel and Pulitzer prize
     For his stories about struggles of the common man
His novel “The Grapes of Wrath” will bring tears to your eyes
     As a family in the Great Depression seeks new...

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In youth I learned to jump
First off steps, then rooftops
Spirit of adventure
Nurtured in the heart of a child

Preschool acrobat twirling on my head
Grandma swatted my bottom
Repeated words like Tomboy
Never learned to be ladylike

Catholic school discipline
Uniforms, religion classes, daily mass
Never satisfied with any accomplishment
Even the nuns...

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“A dying people tolerates the present, rejects the future, and finds its satisfactions in past greatness and half-remembered glory.”

“A strong man makes a weak people. A strong people don’t need a strong man.”
John Steinbeck (Nobel Prize 1962)

        for...

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Clark Griswold, what a dumb fool you are.
Who wants to drive across the country in a car?
California from Chicago is a bit too far.
You were duped by a car salesman’s chicanery.
That Wagon Queen Truckster is so damned ugly.
Was your traveling worth it to see the...

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The modern immortal -
 man of open heart, singer of the stars.
 Professor at the prestigious university.
 Prose stylist as John Steinbeck.
 
In your poems,
 your prosody has melody –
 rhythmic scansion
 as Paderewski’s music.
 
You described us in your poems:
 The New Poland,
 thoughts...

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Since I was a small child and would try to sing,
when we rise and sing the praises of "Old Glory,"
it brings tears to my eyes. Maybe it's because we
have endured much to keep our flag flying--too
many wars, too many injured, too many dead.
Or, perhaps, in...

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Spring equinox arrives March 20th, 2023 at 5:24 PM

Despite what outside temperature registers
(even absolute zero), the official arrival
of spring occurs, when thee eel hip tic
of coe phish hunt holy Mackerel
becomes tangential to barenaked ladies 
barren ass hymn tote, 
hoochie mama hottie 
presenting strip the willow...

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