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Cannikin (Free verse) by Caducus
For Mother Russia’s orphan; five flowering megatons, an American quilt of soil. Fish float to nets now the scaled tide rattles sonar, harpooned on prohibited kelp. For American Dreams the white house incubus awakes yawning up the forty ninth star. At the shadow-less ceremony salmons float in marble slipstreams waxed with doe eyed Harvard clones The nine carat nib signed Nixon. He sauntered to a rest room grey returning to the press room black In Alaska the bellies of sea birds are oceans free-falling a mile below moon to ice.

Up the ladder: Making a Man
Down the ladder: Honeymoon

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Arithmetic Mean: 9.666667
Weighted score: 5.55628
Overall Rank: 2415
Posted: December 11, 2012 11:49 AM PST; Last modified: December 11, 2012 11:49 AM PST
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[10] Dovina @ 68.183.53.19 | 11-Dec-12/7:50 PM | Reply
Are you trying to break a tradition of silence, boycott, abdication or laziness? What is this posting a serious poem on Poemranker. I thought we all agreed that's taboo. 10 just for showing up. And another 10 for a good poem--like two death sentences served simultaneously.
[9] SupremeDreamer @ 146.74.94.65 > Dovina | 27-Mar-13/8:37 PM | Reply
Horrid. Dov. HORRID. Just for showing up? *sigh* what have we come to? Not that the poem has no merit-- I think it is horrid that YOU THINK THAT WAY.
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[9] SupremeDreamer @ 146.74.94.65 | 27-Mar-13/8:36 PM | Reply
Fuckin chernobyl. ;/
[10] Dovina @ 127.0.0.1 | 21-Apr-20/10:57 AM | Reply
Hey Caducus, are you out there? This place is like a graveyard. I took a long trip and come home to a graveyard.
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