Best Tools Poems

Idle tools and Unlock
Shackles.
 Gold line the 
Streets of freedom
 
        For the earth is finish 
       Built for our children, 
       But if disaster rise...

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If my heart could be unveiled
In etchings on a canvas sky,
I would have to barter with the gods
for inks richly dyed, 
ground saffron and vermilion, citrine and verdigris
could scarcely start to paint nuances of an exotic gypsy soul. 
Could they read warm tones or cold,
looking...

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A man with a power-tool in his hand
I don’t care if it’s a drill,or something with which to sand.

Give him a power tool each and every day
Remove his shirt and oil him, that’s all that I can say.

He doesn’t need muscles that are rippling all...

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Cellulars are fun:
tools of communication
that help simply things....

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Ah, when men are men not mere fools
Then to be men means more than just
Dangling biological tools

Wise young women must hunt for clues
To find those few whom they may trust
Wise men who do not punt with fools 

Care and crave those family jewels,
But palm them...

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for having a  ultra hyper bright light
         just for having the title of DOCTOR right
         some presume they are smart
        ...

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To stick in the minds of their dearest readers,
poets will use rhymes as mnemonic tools.
This means they will just as easily be remembered
as great philosophers or fantastic fools....

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Words are the tools of my trade
a carpenter choses to use wood
with which great things he makes
my choice will always be words

Just like an artist, a picture I make
instead of using paint, just like
a bricklayer lays bricks in line
I make lines by using only words

Words...

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The Joy of Shopping for Death Tools

Oh the shopping spree
what joy what glee
how natures all in harmony

The moon full
Round
the belly swells fertile ground
From the seed spurted within
Dig it up raze it destroy the divisions before they multiple-- unsanctity!

Cherry red ruby cheeked frail pale white. Dotted...

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the trowel sat next to the door
Waiting to join old familiar friends 
In the worn canvas tool bag
It's shape not quite the same as new
Edges rounded  on skim side
and slightly flattened  on the other
From halving so many common bricks
The hard plastic handle was...

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When my daughter
tried to lint roll the cat
I laughed
And handed her a brush
Life is what you make it
Sometimes, you just need a different tool
To achieve your desired outcome.


Kale Brereton
Aug 5, 2018

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Acrophobics on a tight rope, one inch off the ground.
anticipated serendipity, the deaf can feel sound. 
acutely apathetic, because anarchy rules!
abundant spiritual poverty, monkeys can use tools.
balanced insanity, becoming partially undone. 
just when they think it's over, it has only just begun! 
with apathetic interest...

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Three days in - three days of school - and it’s like I never left.

In school, you can get oversaturated with screens. I like books.
They have a sense of permanence, they don’t glare back at you,
and I want something physical I can grip, markup and...

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All poems are unfinished
Only those in sonnet are finished
Completed, done, and terminated
A poem can still be edited
Revised, retouched and rewritten
A poem is a powerful tool or weapon
Leave alone my unfinished poems
These are my spices, my stars, my emblems
You don't understand their symbols
And the words used...

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A young Jane liked to observe, native birds and animals
making notes, sketches, and reading zoology and ethology
Her fascination of animal behavior, and their fundamentals
has taken her back in time, to work out their chronology

Jane Goodall for many years, lived among chimpanzees
to study the primates of...

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