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The Poet K’s Posters – “Friere”

A posting from Kevin McGill’s The Possible Ks

Canadian Satire, Poetry, Social Justice Commentary & Inspiration

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The Poet K’s Posters – “Either/or”

A posting from Kevin McGill’s The Possible Ks

Canadian Satire, Poetry, Social Justice Commentary & Inspiration

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The Poet K – “You gotta move!”

Don’t sit and stew

Here’s what to do

You gotta move

Move with that groove

 

Jiggle and Jump

Sway, grind and bump

The pattern doesn’t matter

Just get at ‘er

 

Then moan, grunt or shout

To get it all out

Get over that chasm

With a rhythmic orgasm

A posting from Kevin McGill’s The Possible Ks

Canadian Satire, Poetry, Social Justice Commentary & Inspiration

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The Poet K – “This Bus”

This bus is for leaving.

A tug from its gallant pilot, dignified beyond reason, snaps shut the seal on a cargo of tattered luggage and slightly shattered souls.

The roar of its engine scatters the remnant demons of a particular past as wheels claw at their blacktop prey, surging forth, muscling aside what may have been, transporting the lost but not the losers, known mysteries, separate but equal, viewing life’s detached landscape jumbling past, telephone post by telephone post, rumbling onward to the thoughts of something new even if its more of the same.

This bus is for leaving,

Tears best left behind to cleanse of yesterday.

A posting from Kevin McGill’s The Possible Ks

Canadian Satire, Poetry, Social Justice Commentary & Inspiration

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The Poet K – “I feel your pain”

If someone’s feeling angry who’s in my world today,

I feel that it’s my duty to make this go away

Lest glances turn to harsh words, or curses even shouts,

For else it must be my fault, of that I have no doubt.

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