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The Allegory Of The Fabled Fir

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just different

By: Keith Fuchs

You barked up the wrong tree
When you questioned me;
Inquiry 'bout the evergreen
In the vicinity of the forest green.
If the sole tree, accompanied
by the birch and cherry
Was perched and nestled by the creek
Straining for the summit of the widow's peak
The cedar in the theater
Who weeps beside the beech
leeward;
If a Poplar topples to cobbler
Did it even make a peep or murmur?
If nobody witnessed it's demise
Date/time/week? No information conquer.
Did such the event speculated occur?
Thus the allegory of the fabled fir.

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For as long as I have walked the Earth, I have been compelled by a passion….
I have been governed by an emotion…..I have been enslaved by love…
some men grovel for jewels, they will slay for fortune, they will slander for prestige and they will manipulate for power.
but not me im different.
Its men like me that claw through the mud and crawl through the dirt….
And then there is you….I’ve seen you…
But we are dealing with a creature in an entirely different sea and simply this world is not big enough for the both of us,
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A Twee Little Birdie

A Twee Little Birdie
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A twee little birdie came to me along a journey,
Chirping a language spangling and purdy;
Only I could decode the lyric and balladry,
This phoenix broadcasted in prose.
A wampole of petunia which eradicates influenza in its worst mode.

This fidgety chickadee hoped to propel me through hell,
Rubbing my elbows with a tug and a nudge,
To rid my conscience of being shunned beams of the sun, by a smothering sludge
Whilst I await to meet my jury and judge.

A spaniel, a beagle from a mount
Led me free from the clutches of the hound.
A bugle renowned and regal,
Pronounced a sound upon my soul's retrieval.
No weasel could construct an easel to stroke a canvas of upheaval,
This twee little birdie delivered me from evil, when I was sickly and feeble.
Delving her beak, deep in to the ...

No Two Snowflakes Are Ever Alike

"No Two Snowflakes Are Ever Alike"

By: Keith Fuchs

They asserted that another like her would arrive,

I brashly doubted that they were precise.

One can not mimic what is supreme

Like constellations pitched at heights-

To be a jewel accessory, to the moon on a clarion eve.

Thus I must cite - no two snowflakes are ever alike.

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Sweettooth's Revenge

By: Keith Fuchs

Don't snicker at me goober, I'll crunch you like nougat!

Then munch ya like a milky way!

Or Mars if you prefer, but never a star's burst.

I got kisses for tootsie rolls, ju-ju-bes for the lollies.

Bits of honey, for you smarties. Jelly beans for the follies.

I got whoppers that gobstop ya,

For Mary Jane's sugar daddy Clarke.

A jawbreaker on 5th avenue and York-

Is what in store for Reese if he's too sweet with Cadbury and Heath.

I'm not a jolly rancher or a sour patch kid,

a zagnut, or a 3 musketeer.

I'm not Mike, I'm not Ike,

I'm not a nerd, I'm not a dot 0

Or a piece of butterscotch.

No, I'm a lemon drop warhead with atomic fireballs that come in sprees good and plenty.

Not a handful of milk duds for you cheese balls, that are gummy and taffy.

I put an peach ring on lady Godiva's butter finger,

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Diction

Diction
By: Keith Fuchs

PoetryVibe October 2013 Contest

I'm malevolent, yet benevolent.

Irreverant and relevant in any residence.

Scientifically, I defy probablity.

Simply call me an anamoly.

I'm never gonna be the epitome,

Of mediocrity, you can't solve me with trigonometry.

Algebraically, or alphanumerically undefined,

With hypotheses, impervious to analyses, no fallacies!

I refill prescriptions with my intiution.

Educate the masses with out tuition.

If misery loves company, prepare to be lonely.

I'm not enslaved to memories with a goal to control me.

Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious, superfluous logistics

Exponential notions.

These are extraneous variables in locomotion.

Superbly boisterous and silently ubiquitous.

It's a diction, it's addiction.

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