Online Poetry: 1st Line Index

Above - / a faint wisp of sky Achtung! / Let me lay down zie Rules Acutely Amorous Awareness A day will come when poetry writes me off - Add the voice of a jazz singer After Rome burns Aiff I revealed meself / wood ya accept me? Air Force Pilot: I only pull triggers and fly planes. A kiss / Cun buy a prayer All creatures survive through varied ways All ding hold in dare hart All Hollywood heroes / eventually get stuck up All men are dick heads All I remember were / her dark, round nipples All literature is but a fossil – a little less rigid dogma / a little more open heart All my life I've lived by the sea All of us are lunatics! All zippers / have secret agendas A man is but a humble beast America adored Reagan because / he brought . . . America is a terrorist state. America needs a poet for president AMONG THE TIARA OF STARS APPEARING . . . A NP-fronting device appearing in some . . . An shards ah time we ere a swimmin' a nuisance to fishermen Approaching System 255.026.007. Type H star detected. Are most teachers teachers are you certain / you're human? Armageddon is / a peace beyond all under As acres of wildlife become prime property As a virgin most kyrie As battle armor for various beliefs As long as we are yearnin' As politicians trade power for gold As psychoactive agents are ingested a snake slides smoothly / over a pair of twisted zucchinis As sunlight fattens the hours of each day As the President drives his $19,000 golf cart as trees shed leaves each yea At 5:59 AM the reticular formation is activated by . . . attack of the ankles / flying feet and fists Attention homo sapiens - At the drop of a dime / existence evaporates Attractive Asian woman seeking A / worm is / squirming Automobiles are an illicit affair with power and speed - azaleas are import / ant morning glories have value t Background: Prof. Wuzzy is a distinguished . . . Bards in tho sky haf no neid of vusas - Basically birds of a feather flock together: Basically its a matter of gravity: when Before a poem starts and imagi Being a teacher is like working at a burger stand: Behind the veil of time / is a secret drama with no lines - Believe in awakening – Be still as a lake without ripples Beyond the clouds / across the stars Beware of those m / aking a business of salvation or c Blessed be the peace breakers Books can be burned easily Blue skies and salty air revive Blyst tho kunventions Bright blossoms beneath dark emerald leaves bumper to bumper / stuck in the heat Burn 3 billion tons of fuel a year. buttered love toast and honey By their noble sacrifice / it becomes easier to . . . Chain saws are at war with forests Chalkboard dust floats in space cherish questions / thit chide othars: cherry blossoms don't matter Circles of violence will only cease Citizen #526-37-5989 – you are to be terminated clay of desire / fire of lust Common folks ure like cows: Countless snowflakes have touched my skin Countless veins pulse through each leaf Crisp, salty air blows bold fr cumming to rest . . . phasing to hibernal Cut all desire / Clear all pretense away Da warts of da Buddha dead poems argh unsuckciss-full at / tempts ta sing - Delight. It is that which we were born for - Devote yourself to tofu – Divorce is tearing your heart away - Do not separate intellect from intuition Don't be brainwashed by TV / or virtual mindware . . . Don't look at me - Don't worry about / how many hands are clapping. Don't worry about things / you'd rather not see - Doves and pigeons / differ not when seen Dr. Claude Paxwell is a noted peace activist and . . . Dream wildly and wisely – Dr. Frederick Freund is a noted psychologist from Vienna . . . Dust floats in space / as students drift towards sleep D'ya feel like a dawg howlin' at nite? D' ya wan'na new career / un chance ta earn sum pride? Each heart is a mat / ch destined for fl each moment / in some parts of the world Each of your paintings / held a world Each person should examine their own crap Each time the moon is full Each time we love / Each time we laugh Each time you reed Economy a bit slow? Elegant couples swirl through the air Embracing friends / and helping strangers E'm gon'na widdle 'n sing ta ya' then woodle woo with you, Encountering a few discarded cans Endless hunger / relentless lunger Enter new waters / and touch the sea Even though a quarter of the world is starving Everything comes to a point when ideas ripen Excuse me, teacher / I had a few questoons Excuse me while I put on my face – Faith is what leaps if dividends are uncertain Fear / is the fabric of torn cobwebs Fear not: / Words will turn to dust Fear the Lord and all heterodoxy / Baah. Baah. Baah. Finally we haf duh perfect solution Finely powdered lacquer dolls Fireworks explode in a summer sky First of all / most people get their grammar wrong: First sweeten the subject with a few perfunctory words. floating in a sargasso of consciousness Flowers whisper secrets flowing sinuous lines weaving past Foamy tides . . . / septic detergent phosphates ride Frygrant wure thi fields whire wi frolickid From a heart of fire / and belly of earth From the Earth - that fragrant womb of conscious Gazing at pale blue skies . . . Gears adapting / to changing political scenes Giant pig head / smile like buddha Give me peace within a raging storm God spoke to Moses / through a burning bush Glory to God in the Highest, "God b / less our meney," / hawked a merchant Go with the flow Great poems grow like trees Groowing olde is / witching wrinkles Gurus are perfect contradictions Guzzling up cobalt milkshakes / and luscious uranium . . . Heart beats and breaths are / love poems of the flesh Here's a kummun gaime / dat niver seams ta change: High in the branches / of the Serengeti plain Hold your dreams lightly - Hollowness resonating / through narrow pipes. Hory, hory art thou, o munificient lard How can we ever know / the immensities within . . . How can we speak about 'justice' How can we teach global issues How could a person who has only read / L. Frank Baum . . . How do advanced aeronautics relate to poetry? How long ago did you smell a flower How many / apples trees are in a seed? How many gadgets does each person need? How many people listen / to what poets say? How many poets sing / from the chambers of the heart? How many raised hands / are never answered? How to put it all together: Hulloh. Izz this 1-800-6969? Human hearts err sech strange machinus: Human population surpasses 10 billion I am the darkness / that has no name I am the dog / that bites your flesh I could feign indifference to you, but must confess . . . I'd like to make a difference Ideal students / don't need heads – Ideas are like clouds in the sky: If anything seems difficult If attachment to earth is the root of evil - If George Bush understood poetry If educational institutions / were restaurants If God were a Woman / would She be . . . If Japan is a democracy / then why can't people . . . If poetry becomes obsolete If we bisected argh polynomials / + traced argh sine . . . If your body were a match If one leaf has many veins / and one tree many leaves If we regarded people as pigeons If you look t' teachers fir wesdom If you view the world / from the base of the spine If you want to be happy If we considered ourselves visitors / to this planet I humbly urge all citizens of the world I kuld sp / end a whule dei / ruttin poetry I love it / when you probe inside of me I love the sambas of your eyelashes Imagine a country without Coca Cola or Starbucks Imagine a world poisoned / far profit w imagine the sun / as a flower I'm a linguistic predator / prowling the jungles of the mind I marched with Napoleon / across the plains of Russia impatient for results i'm sitting on an empty shelf / between volumes 782.5n . . . In a thousand years / will the Mona Lisa still smile In black satin robes of a funeral wake in each person's heart / is a place in everythin   g which can be seen In front of the mirror / pulling out gray hairs In her eye s / t here is In the forests of time / the roots are deep In the furests of the heart wulves pr I no understand new words berry gud insects thrive! in softly swaying branches In some ways reading /is like sex In the cathedrals of mammon in the forest of ambition / where predator meets prey In the forests of literature / there are so many trees. In the forest of words / countless life forms take shape in the silence of a forest I pledge allegiance to dah United-Estates-Of-Capitalism Is heaven in a hydrangea Is love like a loaf of bread is poetry irrelevant / and money-making the only skill Is selling weapons / so different from wielding a knife? Is the highest point of art a / prelude to decay? Do civil It all looks hairy outside / But beneath the skin It could start as an explosion in Moscow It is always within / whether seen or not - It is just a hamburger, right? It is madness to desire her It's all about meat - and who will eat. it's eazy ta B puffed up bi accumplishments "It's fantastic," / I said while gazing at her It was only a matter of time I wanna master the language of opportunity I wan'na use computers / cuz it is da "in" thing ta do I want to decorate / your breasts with my lips I wanted to gently stroke my love's *CENSORED* I want to $ay how mu¢h I was born with spring, I wish / I were / a snowflake Japan can say noh – it has for thousands of years. Jest azz budz sensez / when ta blossom Judging people / by the money they make Just a minute - / i'm receiving an energy transmission Just as people use disinfectants Just before dying / everything comes into focus Ken yah reacche-out / n touch dah world afresh? Ki / Kikikikiki kigawa Kisses kun be prayers Klaus is not like others in class Knowing how to bend without breaking Kun pholosophers stuiped in books Lament the destruction of the environment Learn to love your monsters: Learn to touch others like wind touching / pine trees . . . Let's open our textbooks and practise / The Perfect Dialog: Let us drink to uranium Like / snowf / la / kes / in April like the kiss of a lover Lissen – Listen to my voice and relax. Long before imitations came into being Lookin 4 an x-otic 2-yr. vacashoon Looking at the mirror isn't easy Look into the flame Love is a beginning – not an end. love is a lan / guage hurd to enter / stand Love people far whut they ere rether thyn whit they do. loveseedz of the hart / flourish as gruwing Love thy neighbors Love words. Read extensively. Make every word count. . . macro economic indicators suggest that Mah cock is ahh space ship Make peace more profitable than war.

Many schools are ghost-ridden Many spirits dwell in each being Many times in many words MASTER: Initiate ANSI X3 protocols. Millions of harried minions pretending to be free . . . Mmmm. Mum. dumb. mummm. rum. money is a language / wuth a streinge vucabulary More like mannequins on st / rings than human be Most children play with soldiers Most human beans / are boiling besides a bunch of eggheads Most people are so busy racing forward Most people reach a point whure Murdering for the Motherland My heart is alien / I am not human anymore Naked couple / Searching fingers Need to get some military hardware purchased? 'Ner kun we strike friggled poets No mercy of the billows is not seen from the surface: None of this / will be remembered No question about it: / the PLATO-700 system Not creating toxic waste toxic waste Great Recycling – / Wheel of Perpetual Change Now follow me closely – listen to what I say Now he who has laid so many to rest Nowwewillbeginourlectureonepistemologybyexplain... Of course I'm wild – Oft have I heard of friggled ones "Oh no – that's not permitted!" "Oh No! It can't be that way! OLDSPEAK: Love thy neighbors. / NEWSPEEK: Ask sum . . . Olive mount of de / sire / cruci / fix of lust Once the goal is set / the rest is simple – One common game that never seems to change one sixth ah oll paople ore hungry One subject difficult to b / roach is the status of . . . ONLY IN JAPAN / CAN RICE / BECOME LICE / On shores of time we are swimming "Ouch! That hurts!" / "Yes, that was the ghost . . ." Our apathy today will make sure Our committee of Ph.Ds O say can you see / by the blaring night lights Palm trees in Tokyo Paramecium move through swirling immensities Pardon me – / this is an offical customs screening peering into a galaxy of colors Person A: Please teach me right dialog to make many friends. Pine Cones / have secret wisdom Poets are at their best when perfectly in Poets need critics like dogs need fleas Poor Prof. Pietra! She Potato Chip Politicans / arrr flaky ta duh kore Powerful wraiting cums whun the anchyrs ah lagic PROPOSAL: To what extent is student learning . . . Real ninja stick to the point Reflect on death - it'z humblin' Re / member when / earth seems to touch Remove my preconceptions about teaching Repeat after me . . . over and over . . . Rest softly and in peace, Reverse engineering seems improbable - Rubberized souls with polyester fans saaengfolcunssuorthry Savoring the raindrops /falling from a blue immensity see / d of power / half-sensing fut / ure possibilities Seeds: Ovular tiny pellets Seeing more than ordinary eyes see Sence the implosoon uf reality is Shanghai dude s / lick pocket phone shaolin Shoot 'em and save 'em / Preach da gospel wid luv Shuld I mind / lies and falsehoods / since they are part uf laife? sinuous curves / inviting soft caress Sing a kaddish for all tortured Palestinians Smiling on holoscreens / encouraging consumers to buy . . . Smith has problems / that merit a closer view. Solid Amerikans haf / brains ah lead Someday . . . distant planets may see human shapes Some day it will no longer be a mystery Some describe him / as a master of zen - Some journey / s are trivial matter /s Some people wear their beliefs like armor. Souls may touch / When fingers clasp Species: Bush Bug (Coleoptera Brutus) Speed increasing / to .97 terminal velocity. Spot is a bitch from the Bronx. Top dog in her . . . Spynd jest a phew meinutes preporin fir klass Starting as a seed in a vermilion galaxy stenciled silhouettes illuminate / thin cotton screens Step right up and taste one of our delicious Storryes are chains uh avents Streamingdesire / readytogo Streamsofdesire / endlessflow Sum claim Guernica and Sarajevo were / n't bambed... Sum people blimp gracefully Sum people don't f / it into standard blu surrounded by seas of desire / and currents of passion stronger Surrounded by blue immensities Surrounded by emerald-blue immensiti... Ta dupe dah masses / ta reduce social clashes Take a piece of the waters / Peace to the waters Take the oil of a young virgin's body take yer candle / an raise ut high Take 3 cubic ml. of neural tissue from TARGET ASCERTAINED: / An oil-rich seat of unrest The best love exists solely in the imagination The best teachers are butchers – The breeze passing / over quivering leaves The big mistake The classroom cage / in the technological age The compassionate Christianity of NATO bombers the fabric uv death The face in the mirror isn't mine: The first TV was an obscenity. The forests have existed for millennia. The greatest dangers confronting America The hands of countless artists create us gradually o'er time. The hands which painted the head of Christ The joy of reading too often mut / The legends we hear are not just myths – The most talented people / are naturally crazed. The Noble Path was designed to make aspirants free The old motor is silent The paths 2 Plath / are filled with sharp curves The pulsating vibrance of green The queerness in me The questions that matter The radiance / of dark malachite crystals There are infinitely many ways of loving - There's an ancient ginko tree There is no need for priests to speak There's a creature in my bathroom closet There is a weirdness to the food poets eat - There never was an election . . . /only a democratic facade "There's no time to study." There's something in me that's not human Ð There was a time / I desired beauty The sea. We were born for it. These proud arches The sex life of snails / Has always fascinated me: The sparkle in each child's eye The stars ahh her body err with me The universe is a chessboard / and we are pawns . . . The universe is laughing at you - The whorld is so mych bugger, braiter, 'n thewingsofaraven / soarabovethepines The world contains many hues - why not The world is infested with economic parasites The world may seem / rötten in kountless wayz They already flow through you – / find the primal streams They come to India seeking the exotic They say "Taiwan is a democracy" They talk about saving the environment Think of reading as an adventure / as a process of . . . This dude lived artistically This dusty, lacquered shell you see This is Captain Kirk of the starship Mass Enterprise. Though sum day I'm a gonna piss away Through the whirl of pinball machines tidal / waves o / f love haf sir Time works on each of us Tired of experiencing endless crap? To a child in New England / snowflakes can seem like To a child war might see / m like an amusin' game . . . to be lone ly / is to / listen to y our he / art b eat . . . Today's indisputable "facts" / will later be called myths. To make suppositions appear as facts Tonaite arghh luv izz ahh zzearin / a new peekz ah ecstazzz Too often teaching is like a fascist power game Touch is an exploration . . . / a journey along . . . To some degree every book is a ghost To some degree every text you read is a mirror to / thuse / without poetry To yoeng chaldrun / battlus seem liku annecint gamis - Transmuting inconsistency / into sweet shibboleth Two approaches have been used to study Two decades ago / in the corn fields of Iowa Uf we unvested in earth's foture under fathoms of water Under these forests are rich petroleum reserves under water among sea laver Uninspired poems are / like airplanes without wings: Unless you learn to reach / you will never teach. Uploading encrypted files into a master directory unread warks argh like seedz / whach never take root - Unvular ink bottle Upon the pillow of complaisance Until you saw a blossom in me Value time. View teaching az a process ahh discovery. . . Warning! / Mutant vegetables from outer space Was there anything gay / about the way Watch TV. / Drink beer and coffee. We are born to love We are members of each other / and part of an infinite plane We are unexplored landscapes - We have many attractive weapons available . . . We have perfected the art of killing - Welcome ladies and gentlemen / to "Discover Truth on Screen" Welcome to ABC University – Welcome to where the flavor is We must all become warriors / not just passive beings. we live in a mutant garden of eden . . . well-centered texts balance countless multiplicities We need smarter bombs / to neutralize our enemies We're a peace-loving / nation determined to be strong. we're mere pots / simmering under heat we're basically garbage pits What appears in newspapers / isn't the actual news. What are called "opposites" / Are poles of the same What did Jane Smith really / think of Dr. Livingston? What I teach is simply a science: What's at the core of an oni What produces the night? What some call corruption / others call opportunity. What value is virginity / If it isn't worshipped? What we are today / is but a fraction of what we could be. What We Gradually Learn / are new ways to create What would it feel like / to be a fraction of a hair in length . . . wheels with / in wheels mov When a poem is finished When bitter enemies cling to hate When I support government policies when meeting Gay Unknowns did you become a poet When mum was born / the dimensions of our galaxy . . . When old people gaze at children When people boast of their intellectual girth Whenwearenaked / andalonetogether When you are alone at night When you enter zis klassraum when / you forget dah past When you love / the world opens itself to you while drifting / on drafting boards whet is it thot wu find in each othar? Who controls / the information you hear and see? Who says Uncle Sam doesn't have a heart? Who sayz I ain't black / jez becas my skin 'z now white? Whose hero was Hirohito Hironomiya? Whun I want it / she's too buzy / err simply not in the mood. Whun I wus groovin up many yuurs ago Why be a guru / if you can be a super-star? Why be captive to your dreams Why do so many Americans live in cowboyland? Why is it I dream of nuclear explosions in many cities? Why mourn for those / mutated into mannequins Why worry about death Why should a few black strands / of wistful hair Why should we bother to love anyone? Will our future heirs / be macho mutants "Will you eat I me?" / I asked politely winter does not matter / for those whose hearts Wired with filaments of steel With bottle of wine / I float through rivers of time With needles like / miniature sword blades With poems which had the symmetry of powdered snowflakes With proper symbols / the appearance . . . with stainless steel scalpels With the right neural implants With you my birth was effortless With 10 Minutes a Day To Perfect Teaching you'll learn Words are only the beginning / action also counts. Wroting wuth insparution / rither thyn intolloctoelizatoon Yahoo, Cowboys! Yes, the perfect partner is out there for you: Yes! You can drive up to your local rain for You shouldn't do that! 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