Least Read Heroic Poems
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Thee Underclass
It was thee 18th century, and I was just a mere vagabondus.
I couldn't hold down a job, I think one week was my longest!
With a peaky blinders cap and my waistcoat on tight,
I would wander thee streets at night, drunk, and get into fights.
It was thee old days of Landan, full of buskers and harlots.
Staggering past thee beggers, on thee way to thee market.
I met a Dorris called Charlotte, going past on her horse and cart,
She offered me a lift and asked where I'd like to depart?!
She was talking all jargon about nobility,...
I couldn't hold down a job, I think one week was my longest!
With a peaky blinders cap and my waistcoat on tight,
I would wander thee streets at night, drunk, and get into fights.
It was thee old days of Landan, full of buskers and harlots.
Staggering past thee beggers, on thee way to thee market.
I met a Dorris called Charlotte, going past on her horse and cart,
She offered me a lift and asked where I'd like to depart?!
She was talking all jargon about nobility,...
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind #masculinity
#humankind #masculinity
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the sad vicar
the sad vicar
The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong
He lost faith years ago praying in churches, asking
to be released from his throbbing masculinity
which left him affairs with female parishioners
past their first youth, but with adult feelings about
sexuality hidden in a black dress of widows
God had left him, he blamed himself especially now
that he was no longer young his discreet advances
were no longer...
The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong
He lost faith years ago praying in churches, asking
to be released from his throbbing masculinity
which left him affairs with female parishioners
past their first youth, but with adult feelings about
sexuality hidden in a black dress of widows
God had left him, he blamed himself especially now
that he was no longer young his discreet advances
were no longer...
#BestFriend
#children
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind
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the Moscovitch
The Moscovitch Automobile
In the fifties, few people in Norway had cars
then, after a deal with the then, Soviet Union
we received thousands of small cheap cars
from Russia, which enabled, so was the idea
that the workers also could afford a car.
I had an uncle who worked for a brewer
bought one, but it was ugly, draughty, and basic
all cars imported had the same color gray
One can say it was Russia that brought
a cheap, mass-produced car to Norway
and not Germany.
In the interweaving years, we had a good ...
In the fifties, few people in Norway had cars
then, after a deal with the then, Soviet Union
we received thousands of small cheap cars
from Russia, which enabled, so was the idea
that the workers also could afford a car.
I had an uncle who worked for a brewer
bought one, but it was ugly, draughty, and basic
all cars imported had the same color gray
One can say it was Russia that brought
a cheap, mass-produced car to Norway
and not Germany.
In the interweaving years, we had a good ...
#BestFriend
#children
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind
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October Poems 2024 >> curtain call
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
DAY 21
curtain call
are you your own damn hero?
blow your horn!
his magnitude is zero,
whose the scorn
of lesser earthbound creatures,
who from toil
erect life’s grandest features
from mere soil.
is wealth your gloomy terror?
nuisance!
it is a fiscal error
to advance
your borrowed, transient substance
in the face
of bigotted reluctance
to embrace
naught of the vacant posture
of the lean. ...
DAY 21
curtain call
are you your own damn hero?
blow your horn!
his magnitude is zero,
whose the scorn
of lesser earthbound creatures,
who from toil
erect life’s grandest features
from mere soil.
is wealth your gloomy terror?
nuisance!
it is a fiscal error
to advance
your borrowed, transient substance
in the face
of bigotted reluctance
to embrace
naught of the vacant posture
of the lean. ...
#birthday
#courage
#heroic
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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the typewriter
The Typewriter
When a boy, the world appears near
climbing over fences, no need to open a gate
Across our house, a grey building, a school
for those who wanted to be welders or
architects or some other trade.
The caretaker had many keys, we thought
he was the boss, wore a yellow coat
and walked with dignity
He shouted at us kids to show who
tough he was, but most of the time
he let us play in the schoolyard
in a ditch, a trapped cat. we lowered
a bucket down for the moggy to jump into
but it was not willing, the...
When a boy, the world appears near
climbing over fences, no need to open a gate
Across our house, a grey building, a school
for those who wanted to be welders or
architects or some other trade.
The caretaker had many keys, we thought
he was the boss, wore a yellow coat
and walked with dignity
He shouted at us kids to show who
tough he was, but most of the time
he let us play in the schoolyard
in a ditch, a trapped cat. we lowered
a bucket down for the moggy to jump into
but it was not willing, the...
#dark
#happiness
#heroic
#honesty
#hypocrisy
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COUNTERWEIGHT OFF THE TAIL ME BOYS (Fri., 10-11-2024; Palm Springs, California)
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
just counterweight
off
the tail
or in other
words
to put it
more simply
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
counterweight
off
the
t
a
i
l
for i m afraid
there may not be
much
left of me
afterwards
here tonight
beyond
the resonant echo s
widely spreading...
off
the tail
me boys
just counterweight
off
the tail
or in other
words
to put it
more simply
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
counterweight
off
the
t
a
i
l
for i m afraid
there may not be
much
left of me
afterwards
here tonight
beyond
the resonant echo s
widely spreading...
#courage
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#heroic
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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Toxie Will Help
Cleaning the gym, the easiest target
everyone's torments he must bear
Thrown into a barrel of nuclear waste
instant mutation his life changed forever
Skin turns dark head grows large
putrid complexion exterior decay
Rejected by loved ones forced to exile
roaming alone feeling confused
Bringer of justice, killing the villains
If you need help he will assist
A true vigilante saving the world
A brush for a weapon, a blind girl is his love
Living in the junkyard, a social outcast
Planning his vengeance towards them...
everyone's torments he must bear
Thrown into a barrel of nuclear waste
instant mutation his life changed forever
Skin turns dark head grows large
putrid complexion exterior decay
Rejected by loved ones forced to exile
roaming alone feeling confused
Bringer of justice, killing the villains
If you need help he will assist
A true vigilante saving the world
A brush for a weapon, a blind girl is his love
Living in the junkyard, a social outcast
Planning his vengeance towards them...
#heroic
#horror
#PopCulture #violence
#PopCulture #violence
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