Post anything he says and get with it poem by David Michael Jackson

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Post anything, he says.
Wish for anything,
hope for everything.
Leap,
run through the few doors
which open,
and give
thanks.

To Posters in Wordplay:

As you can see the blog has morphed. It is now in control of poetry. Help us to get out of it’s clutches. Post…..it isn’t that hard…..login is way at the bottom on the right it takes you to a new page from which you select WRITE or MANAGE to write new stuff or edit. The new look is great!

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Again poem by David Michael Jackson

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The ends of his fingers
stroke the keys as he
tries again.
Oh to dance again,
to run again,
to simply
flow down the
stairs
again,
oh to play second base again,
he thinks.
Millions of dead planets revolve
around millions of stars, and he
want’s so much to matter.
In leau of that he’d
settle for
second base
again.

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Poem for Greed

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General Electric Motor
And US Dynamics
The General woke me up
this morning looked me
right in my American I
Here would I have been
up to my ash abandoned
tanks all over a field
mess in Southeast Asia
except for US Generals
half amillion soldiers
every four have Humvee
plated with fire power
dump our million gooks
in that Islamic heaven

(c) 2005 S/Sgt Frank Anthony

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Law & Order Poem

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Lives Of Law And Order
Act Civilized
Hundreds of affordable
houses poise out there
dreamers sense trouble
quick growth in an air
The zoning board seven
avoid hearing of noise
heard a seventh heaven
by those good old boys
A chair and vice chair
are both ready to hear
all opinions tobe fair
the truth is held dear
tort is unwelcome here

(c) 2005 Frank Anthony

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Latest BRIK Dreams Poem

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Things Get Done Dreams
That Become Reality
Do you have any dreams
poignant as the recent
episode and meaningful
that show our capacity
What made people think
they can phone call me
get thing accomplished
cannot accomplish self
You take my particular
from my very beginning
see it as the end game
if no one else is able
That is my special art

(c) 2005 Frank Anthony
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