Dog goD 8Hate

Rookie - 484 Points (Grass Valley, Ca.)

Dog goD 8Hate Poems

41. Less Than Felicity 2/28/2014
42. Lifting Milk Cans 8/27/2012
43. Loquacious Loathing 4/8/2013
44. Macabre Post 11/19/2013
45. Macabre Post 2 11/19/2013
46. Mainstream 10/16/2009
47. Marry Christmas 12/24/2007
48. Max 12/21/2014
49. Merry Mary The Orphan! 10/14/2007
50. Merry Xmas? 1/7/2013
51. Modern Fugitive And... Betrayal 11/3/2014
52. Morgantown 10/29/2013
53. Muse For The Moment 4/9/2011
54. My Dirty House 10/29/2013
55. My Emily Dickson Encomium 8/31/2014
56. My Frame Hung Clothes 8/10/2014
57. My Glitter Is Back And I'M Dead At Dawn 10/17/2007
58. Mystique N' Cafe 11/11/2012
59. New Jello 12/7/2009
60. Nicky's Napkin 1/24/2014
61. Nurturing Wolverines In Nature 3/2/2011
62. Nyc's Redemption 8/8/2014
63. Of Meaning Mere 1/29/2012
64. Okcupid Dating 12/8/2013
65. Okcupid: Response To... No Response 11/22/2014
66. Old Ohio 10/31/2007
67. Oracular Piece 10/6/2007
68. Our Struggling Friend 11/16/2013
69. Personal Pith 10/19/2013
70. Piquant Moon? 8/26/2007
71. Pittsburgh's Northside 4/5/2009
72. Plus 4/14/2014
73. Pop's Corn 11/12/2009
74. Preachy? 8/14/2014
75. Rainier In Winter 1/24/2009
76. Returning To Manhattan 8/7/2009
77. Sama 9/28/2008
78. San Francisco 5/15/2013
79. Sated Men 12/3/2013
80. Shrinking Contingent 12/24/2009
Best Poem of Dog goD 8Hate

My Emily Dickson Encomium

SiR: the context is in the tone...
this train has that... a big... mEATy... ENGINE...
a 'fierce-throated beauty! ' and that can pull through
mordant trials, up tracks that contend sacred cast, and
with a string o' cars n' coaches, myriad in nature.

i...

i like to see it lap the miles
and lick the valleys up
and stop to feed itself at tanks,
and then - prodigious - step
around a pile of mountains,
and supercilious peer
in shanties, by the sides of roads.
And then, a quarry pare
to fit its ribs
and crawl between
complaining all the ...

Read the full of My Emily Dickson Encomium

'Hey? '

'hey? ' Hey, the plug of a nickel
wood (would) excell prosaic
moneys to extents beyond a
copper penny made of would too.

Tears without 'still love you' cry dry
Pheonix has kleenex
wipe your 'hey' away...wipe your eye!

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