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Bullying

Bullying

Berty Beaver, he was quiet
He never said too much
Yet Molly, Berty’s little wife
She mouthed off just a touch
She’d always threw her weight around
And poor old Tiny Tim
 He got a slap most every day
And times his days felt grim

Molly, well she was his mum
And though she loved him so
She always had to nag someone
And give them a cuff or blow
Tim became a poor young man
And shrunk from every one
And as the bully’s hung around
More evil did get done

His mum she says ‘now that’s not on
They don’t do this to my son!’
And she goes running to the school
Oh, she’s an angry one
She glares the teacher up and down
And lets her know who’s boss
Teachers try hard to placate her
Though, they only suffer loss.

Then Tiny Tim, comes running in
And says right to his mum
[Frustration snatching fear away
No more his mouth hangs numb]
‘Look Mum, at what you always do!!!’
He says with voice stern
‘If you’re a bully too, then how
Will us kids ever learn.

28 June 2013 @ 1727hrs.


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Dumbfounded

DUMBFOUNDED

Strange people do strange things.
Many memories they have about history.
Never are they an open book.
They enjoy confusion.

Smart people do not like strange people.
They go through their changes just to get with them.
They like them for what they knowledge gives.
They tolerance becomes the standard and strange people becomes a gamble.

Smart people do strange things.
Many memories they have about history.
Never are they an open book.
They enjoy confusion.

Strange people do not like smart people.
They go through their changes just to get with them.
They like them for what they knowledge gives.
They tolerance becomes the standard and smart people becomes dismantle.

Ignorant is not the same as dumb abreast yourself via observation.


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Exploring Expressing Emotions

I write wildly, 
Expressing, emoting
Fierce,feelings flowing
Quickly, quietly through my head
Placing, pen on paper
Releasing, recurring ,wraths within
Clearing, cleansing, the clarity conquers
Images influence entirely everything
Piles of pictures purged from my mind
Silencing my souls, shadowed secrets
Freeing a forbidden feeling of my past
Slowly, solace seeps 
Renewing and refreshing 
Entirely everything
Free to forge forward 
To try to trust


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Cheater's Chair

A destructive dance indeed,
betwixt the two we bleed.
A bellowing, bloody abate,
this stale, seductive state.

Simple, senseless steeds,
jealous fires feed.
Perjuring petty plights,
demons do delight.

A crimson, cheaters chair,
awful angers air.
No trust, truth or taste,
wallowed wantons waste.

Envious, eager eyes,
rejoicing a wrathful rise.
Coveting, careless couth, 
yesteryear's eager  youth.


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Like You

pitter patter acid rain waxing hi-gloss
smoky sky-scratching monster coup
fearless hue self-out stabbing acrylic nails'
bond to black market sale-deal rape
indian tears too few to cleanse
the polluted hearts under the stitch-held
stars of a blood-whipped flag

in you is a flood after drought
in you is a pestle fitting crucible
somewhere in your rash, there's a place called sensible
our common meeting place coming out

ten-speed riding sunshine girl smiling
wide and high as her cheeky-powdered rock-washed
shorts  
cellular towering, nerve-shock stroking man
dodge-wrecking his impersonal laptop-orgy
maverick hopping additive, lasso-steroid
from steak-rustling warrior pinning-the-tail-on-
a-steel-wheel-heart when picking up metal armor

in you is a flood after drought
in you is a pestle fitting crucible
somewhere in your rash, there's a place called sensible
our common meeting place coming out

toro, taxi-driver
toro, weightless astronaut
toro, steaming sailor
it's all in us   wear it's knot


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SEND A BUTTERFLY OR TWO

SEND A BUTTERFLY OR TWO
deep contemplation—consideration initiated intervention soft-scented and serene “yesterday—today—tomorrow” drifts dispersing dreams past and present—poised integrated involvement melancholy memories merge quest questioning quietly yielding—tainted—testimonies deflecting definitive destinies Please send a Butterfly or Two


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Upon Earthly Ground

Seeking, Searching, Sacrificing
Living, Learning, Loving
Hating, Hurting, Healing

Driven, Determined, Decided
Why, We, Walk
Evident, Earthly, Existence

Greed's, Gluttonous, Greatness
Quixotic,Quantum, Question
Answer, Atunement, Atonement


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Look At My Man-go!

Look at my magnificent man.
So sweet and sultry and always has a plan.
Every lovely layer I pull back I find gold
When God gave me this glorious man He broke the mold.

Walking and whistling is what he does with ease.
He's always so sweet and satisfying to please.
Taking a bite out of him and take a trip to the dentist.
Any girl would be lucky to be on his love list.

However, this heavenly dream has become just mine.
He's a walking dish---so delicious and divine!
He became such a special surprise on those sultry summer days.
So refreshingly refining that he put me in a haze.

Others I find ogling at my oh so original man.
It used to brutally bother me but, now I understand---
Not many have such a sweet man to go home to.
But ladies, I'll let you look just once, and that's all I can do.

Ladies, I'll give a little advice on landing a good man.
Appreciate all his attributes, even the ones you can't stand.
His sweetness and his smile will always satisfy you.
Bumps and bruises in life will come, so learn to appreciate them too.




















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a little ration

Heat my heart I hear a hero
this soul soothed, stilled, and silenced
golden, growth, gave me a guru
within, wild, waiting to whisper
I inclined, initiate impossible
imagine infinite isn't so infamous
IMHO SMH serves no justice
TKO LOL no need omega
delighted to deliver dharmic direction
self-appointed steward of selfless
practiced not perfect, positive portions
critical for compassionate connections
we, world, will win, with unity
culture continues to counter crosses
mediated meeting my middles merciful
If you think you know then answers pass by
not one mind built this vision
landmine lands filled with landfills
minus minding multiple menaces
covet care cause its a rare case
corporate ladder, or conscious staircase
choices chastised, for coursing courageous
caring contagious, counting on cowards
evils aired aren't left faceless
sights for sure are sore from wayside
be the change to see a day is seized
stay cold-hearted and this place will freeze


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Battling Addiction

She sits in the room across from me
Mocking my sanity
As I try to will her to go away
But we live in a room that has no door
She sits there smug and awfully sure
That she’s in my life now to stay

She grows bigger as I get small
I don’t recognize myself at all
Her desires dictate my every move
I see her through my family’s tears
She has separated us for years
Making rough times from a life that was smooth

I cannot leave her tight embrace
Her influence distorts my once clean face
Everyone else but myself is to blame
I give into her constant plea
To get again inside of me
I loathe this gal with Addiction as her name


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CRAZY PROFOUND

Cheer charms clear clay
Aim arts apt aye
Deep deed digs day


Plot plays pure peace
Imp inks increase
Love lives life's list


Poise prunes prized ploys
Jumpstart just joy
Trust truth to toy


Wit wins wild woes
Live laugh love's lore
Mix music more


Clear choice claims cheer
Helpful hints hear
Feel faith free fear


Time tells true tales
Mind meets more mail
Sweet songs spell sale


Deep deed digress
Stale strains suppress
Pain paves progress


Leon Enriquez
12 Feb 2012
Singapore


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Political Downfall

political position penetrates purity
anger and aggression accommodate mirroring
of awful austerity allocated each time 
we fall victim helpless to our weak mind
the peoples pressure piles upward
racing towards restoration as the dusk burns
aggravating what was once blue and serene
live this fight in life view the feud in a dream
function funding fatalities the newest regime
are sly scoundrels salivating so few in between
that save a soul sacrificing personal gain
pedantic petty priorities just turn into pain


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Wasteland of Shame

Bound by blame, broken by blight,
Scarred by a stolen satire,
nuzzling necrophiliacs within the night.

Tangled in torment, tied untamed,
blemished by the blasphemy,
of never speaking your name.

Shackled in sin, shredded sovereignty,
dealing death’s doses,
murdering you and me.

Cuffed with candor, calling our crimes,
to an impetuous enslavement,
tortured through time.

Set me free, to flee this fool’s game,
where we're always left wandering,
in this wasteland of shame.


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We Beat Until We Battered

We sometimes drink and smoke so much We get beat until we are battered 
Our dreams were like one giant wall of glass where upon they were destined to be shattered
 Broken in a heap of glass we now stay occupied where lost souls continue to gather
 Dark yet so desolate living amongst those were nothing in life but a quick death seems to matter
 It seems as if the harder we try the more below we get needing somekind of ladder
 All I hear are silent screams among gossiping chit chatter 
Our truth is getting skinnier while our lies are well fed by the way the are getting fatter
 Crying souls overcome those that are filled with laughter 
The clock for many of us gets slow but our life train to death only gets faster 
Many of us which remain lost in addiction looking for a positive leader, a mentor, some kind of master
 
But when shyt hits the fan we must remain strong even if we just lost someone close and are feeling sadder
 If life is to throw us those curveballs in a the ring then its time stop mr nice guy and get badder
 You must endure the shyt that you got to endure even if it gets your hands and feet a little tathered
 Life can and will get you drunk so handle your drink or let it bring you down until you can no longer stagger
 You must tell yourself **** them and everybody else because you still got skill even if you aint got swagger
 Just tell yourself "**** they judgements" because you know in your own eyes you still look sharper than a dagger
 SO QUIT ACTING LIKE YOU AINT NEVER BEEN MENTALLY BEAT UNTIL YOUR PERSONALITY WAS BATTERED.....BECUASE IT WHAT YOU MAKE IT IN THE END THAT TRULY MATTERS!!!!!


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Undermining Light

Despising, Deceiving, Denying
Lying, Lynching, Looting
Mindless, Morals, Misconceiving

Opening, Options, Obsolete
Treacherous, Treasonous, Thieves
Thinking, They, Them

Boasting, Bullying, Blinding
Forsaking, Forbidding, Friends
Uniting, Under, Unity

Sending, Signals, Selfishly
Can’t, Control, Consciousness
Everyone, Escape, Earth

Holding, Here, Hell
Never, Not, Now
Win, We, Will

Yearning, Ye, Yes
Illumination, Inside, Increasing
Evil, Ending, Extinct  


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Death of a discordant love

A soul in flames daunting the discordant canvas, eradicating the supreme veil. To be 
drenched in apathy coincides inversely with the stench of a bitter legacy. Severed 
souls search asunder for a subversive scent, only to be oppressed in an overt art. 
Begging death for a drenching darkness to obliterate this dire desolation. Complete 
in nocturne this grotesque being of infinite hate commands coercively.


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Unspeakable Love

No one knows the higher heights to which their love had climbed Or how their simultaneous thoughts, fluidly flow Required replies to queries crisscross from minds in sync And countless compliments and sweet gentle gestures, he lays upon her heart Popular redundant rhetoric, now unnecessary is made extinct by…unspeakable love ~*~
For: Adeleke's "Unspeakable Love" Contest


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Kerckhoff

Caresses and Kisses

Pockets and Playfulness

Bras, Beauty and Belt loops


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A mariners alms and a sirens song

A mariners alms and a sirens song


A siren sings of solace in solitude
Sighing, a sailor steadies the sail
Certain resolve tested in a song
Swayed by a sense of homesickness 
Tears of loss stream, alms paid
Seagulls soar as a fish jumps
Simplicity rests in the waves of the sea
A sweet disposition whispers balms
Ancient mariners passed this way
Always wistful of the sirens serenity song


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Fall of Avarice

Scampering scurrying savages salvage soiled scraps
Hoping Hurrying helps hasten hoarding hunger
Watching women weep while wishing
Childish chants, chastising chosen children, creating chaos cloaks, confusing
Mankind’s morals, misguiding muses manipulate molding meaningless media minds
Vanquish villainous voices via vested 
Compassion, congenial caring considering 
Helping humanity heighten 
Internal integrity increasing individual illumination
Ushering ultimate understanding upon uniting 
Everyone evoking earth’s euphoria…


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pith-fully from truth

neurotic narcotics reared reason in rows, 
plucked pith-fully from truth, 
agile enough in politick to anesthetise the waste,
languishing amongst the cling-filmed choral-forms 
of symbiotic silicone…
the future lay dormant, 
adjudicating the agricultural status 
of domesticated foreign policy… 


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An Envied State

Envy eats at my eager overtone.
Airing aspirations of me alone.
Resenting ruse, requiring need.
Festering famine, for you I feed.

Covet creation, I crave carelessly.
Desiring deeply, damn fearlessly.
Greedily grasping for others gain
Invidious intrusion, idly insane.

Spitefully starving, stalking prey.
Jealously jaunting, without delay.
Longing lust, loathing your term.
Craving prosperity, cash I affirm.

Rendition of riches, reasons resent.
In umbrage euthanizing my consent.  
Tilling your toils, for me you taste – 
Conceding to my monetary embrace.

Eagerly empowering an envied state.
Devouring dignity, a diligent debate.
Victoriously vigor, voicelessly vim.  
Gluttony so gracious, greedily grim.


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THE BOTTOM OF THE BEER BOTTLE

I sold my soul to the bottom of the beer bottle. So what if I want to wallow around 
with this low self mentality . A sip here a sip there, why not sip everywhere ...you 
see?
You see, you really don't care when you have the mentality to wallow in the hallow 
of a bottle.
I sold my soul to the bottom of the beer bottle;burning out the aching pain that 
causes me to be insane with so much shame.

Boy,the bottom of the beer bottle isn't where I really want to be?You see the 
bottom of the beer bottle did not bother me; but now ,it's really affecting me.

Ican't eat sometimes I can't even sleep,because the bottom of the beer bottle is 
calling me.It's really beating my body.How can I ever benefit when the bottom of 
the beer bottle is calling me?How could this ever happen to me?

When I used to win and grin, beating the bottle;what I once to beat is now beating 
me and my body.The bottom of the beer bottle is calling me.

Idrink it waking up and drink it lying down.The bottom of the beer bottle has a tight 
hold on me.The bottom of the beer bottle is calling me.


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Hurt Prowls Down this Loss

Heartbreak’s hollow hold has hardened.

Piercing past pools pain has pardoned.  

Dying dreams drift on dire descents.

Lost in the loneliness, languid love’s lament.


www.VillageMatchmaker.com


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My Bedroom Walls

I am Twelve -  My cynical composure  is of my second nature - A constant, compatible
companion.
I am the Winter Solstice - Darkness is my Jesus, the losing light, my Judas.
I am Fourteen - Binded by the breaking basket to Brimstone, with heavy heart I instill my
identity in Lucifer's caress. 
I am the mass of minions in your notorious night - Yet, as he watches warily, Lord Lucifer
intervenes  my pathological perverted pretense. 
I am Sixteen - And I watch those I call my kindred spirits as their earthly esteems  are
crushed in a doomed dimension of distress.
I am a Gnostic Ghost - Regression, Repression, and wrong residence cloud my tiresome trail
to prolonged prudence.
I am Seventeen -  Sweet success surmounted will send a tempest to those with hateful
hearts towards my continuous convalescence .
I'm a Courteous Comedian - And a sarcastic sermon of a writer's woe leaves simple
satisfaction, with my self in restless reminiscence.
I am an Ageless Apparition - And in this vexatious vessel, ,in this tainted temple, I long
for Lord Lucifer's law of survival of strongest, or a phantom's fall.
I am the Passive Pacifist - Dazzling the dawn, Dashing the dusk;  negating the rest of 
nightfall.
Light the lamp, Lord Lucifer, speak seductive sounds ... The Secret Salvation of My
Bedroom Walls.


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Me Poetry

My Mind
Continuously Composes
Line upon lovely line
Of poetry roses

Sparked and budded
By inspiration words
Like that of an Ode on a Grecian Urn
Makes my melting heart’s hunger burn
Elevated inspiration spike
From lines like
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty”

This keeps me up at night
Under covers tight
Writing in my head
When I should sleep in bed
My wandering mind faltering
Until alliterations are altering
Mindless mumbo jumbo
Into tailored poetry

That’s when I know it
I am a poet
Never felt so alive!
Or me! I must contrive!

I so suppose
This poem could condense concisely
Onto one linked line nicely
Poetry is me, me poetry


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PUZZLED SMILES

PUZZLED      SMILES


When will we want what’s worthwhile?

Seems some children always choose wrong over right,

And adults’ alternatives are also selected with short-sight:

Perennial problem posed,  from Adam’s to my puzzled smile.



To take a snake’s apple? Or grapple for goodness’ sake?
To plump for perdition, or select salvation?


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Movies

Movies move.
Music muse.
Rain runs.
Whirl wind.
Actors acting in a play.
Worlds way, way bay.
Poem play.
Write at night.
The end bend.


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Empty Jars

Empty things-

Empty rooms-filled with things-
Empty vases-empty jars
Empty seats-
Cupboards that are bare-

Corridors-in my mind-
Long and narrow-alone I stare-
Vacant land -
You once – were there!  

17/11/92    


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Tower of Babel

belfrey and the bats therein
   risen high on heady winds
as if a quirk as if a whim
   the bats like rats within  my soul
they sat like cats within my skull
   beneath this skin inside was sin
this world will fail for lack of men
   and bats full of rabid ilk
spilled my brain with spider silk
   i quaffed the gall and rancid milk
to binge i cringe outside the fringe
   and cinder singe my heart a twinge
O belfrey and the bats therein
   i've hurt my friends my love my kin
the world will fall because of men
   as ashes fall from burning oil
demand the bats be damned to toil
   be dimmed to gnats and brought to boil
the world will fall as well as men


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Apart, Apart, in Ever-Dream

I come from Dawn to Night's long mile
Whose boyhood heard the songs of brooks
And mourned the sparrow's falling,
And Hope, those days did lift my wings
As lone I strode the gardened fields 
Of honied labyrinth...
Apart, apart! In Ever-Dream,
My bliss found full at giants feet-
Enthralled, bewitched at Sky's orations
Or what forests deep did tell...
And now the Day's long-bearded trek
But to endless shade proceeds...


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MATUTINALITY

What'll I Write... he
Muses, surveilles the nil 
Wind, windowy visage, 

& gateswayed key-pad, 
like a cyber abacus
to touch & stroke, counted-

on to reveal it's 
whilom Mysterlex, vener-
able... Sunday, a 

small gaggle of Ibis, like a 
short-stack @ the Pamcake House,
gather to beak the 

night-sogged sand & soil - 
Yes, it is Raining, & what'll 
I Write onto this 

Sky heavy with no 
sound, Divemy - to Alpha-Bet- 
souper-bowl-Day to score 

& yield 1st-touch-Words, 
off-costume, aplenty like 
Muskmelonseeds al 

centro, resplendent 
like an occasion, of the 
Yes-twoDay's a mazed 

Prosetrycopia!, huh! - 
What shall I Write, In-
Deed!?, but Linnear... 

and Quantumescent,
A Sirge in Time to the
Muse of Rhyme, I Am...   

                        
                        


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See All That You Have Done

Desires, Drive, Deeds
He, Him, Heed
Child's, Chosen, Choice

Regret, Repent, Rejoice
Attune, Always, Around 
Savior, Sailing, Sea
 
Left, Land, Lost
Pitifully, Punks, Playing
Dying, Dead, Death 


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Another avenue

Lonely lovers lay

Prone pondering the pages

Of others offerings

While wealthy women

Cashing company cheques

Purchase those priceless pooches

All the while, angry adolesents

Sewing sad smiles

Filling furrowed frowns

Beauty borrowed, now broken

On swiftly shifting sands


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' Worse Than Lonely '

There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
There’s A Hundred Things More, That Hurt
There’s A Million – Murder – Moments
And A Billion More Bubbles Bursts

But, There’s Nothing Here To Tell
And No Soul Here To See
Yet, There’s A Thousand Things More Tragic
Worse Than Being Lonely

There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
A Hundred Hammers Can Hit The Heart
There’s A Million Movies Watched Melancholy
And A Billion Bacalls and Bogarts

There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
 A Hundred Hollers That Can’t Be Hushed
There’s A Million – Messed-Up – Madnesses
And A Billion More Backstabs To Brush

There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
A Hundred Holes of UnHappiness
There’s A Million – Merciless Moments
Like A Billion Bags Of Bitterness

There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
Hundreds Harmed, More Than I Am
A Million – Misery Memories
Buts Like A Billion – Bloody – Battering Rams

Yes,  There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
Under The Setting Sun…
But When A Solitary Soul Misses Love
… Well …    I Can’t Think Of One …


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Wayward Wanderer

The wayward wanderer, wonders whilst walking; 
when woken the somnambulist savagely screams solipsist soliloquies!
Shaken...
Subsumed...
Shunning salvations sweet succor s
                                                        l
                                                         o
                                                          w
                                                             l 
                                                              y seeping,  softly creeping Being  resumes 
and he Wanders... 
 and he Wanders...


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The Shape Shifter

Agreeable yet contrary
Friend sometime adversary
Willing yet stubborn
Ignorant sometimes to learn
Rich and poor in a myriad of ways
Driven and focused still to laze
Answer with contradiction
Fact yet fiction
Possessed with unseen truth
Believing only what it can use
Self centered and giving
One but fractured living
No single thought to remain
Even though a familiar refrain
Solid yet a quivering mass
Moving forward through the past
Lost in a moment eternity to last
The shape shifter moves in liquid cement
Anchored by the foot in the moment
Always the same but in constant change
Solid logic lost in mental derange
Not knowing what he display
Thinking himself a molded array
The shape shifter exterior so stiff
Inside the jelly rests and sits
The name of the shape shifter
Man, yes man it is


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What Goes On In The Car

Crushingly tired driving down the freeway,
other cars take the fast lane past me,
light blinds me through my dirty windshield
and the wireless distracts me from the road.
Dragging my wonder to an angry hour ago...

A sedan nearly sends me off the side and 
needlessly I slam on my brakes before he weaves.
Shock subsides and security builds
in knowing my needs were watched while
I was not wincing through my dirty windshield.


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OF Herald Hermit

Herald Hermit is a man
Who for see's the future fast
As his eyes are envelopes
Diaries of distant past
As a Hermit he is this
As a Hermit loneliness

In a dark descriptive room
Watching the decay of day
Talking to his thoughts in time
Married moon-and he the groom
As a hermit loneliness
As a Herald Hermit is


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Everyday Forecast

Broken buried bond
Regretful recurring rain 
Pouring putridly passionless
Provocative priceless pain

Falling furiously fast
Ominous oath to obey
Torrential teary torment
Conventional course conveyed

Submersed soul stammering
Darkness deadening distantly
Drowning deep disarray
Methodically mocking me 

Laughter lingers lucidly 
Submerged suffering sight
Treading thoughts tenaciously  
For a fruitless fearful fight

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Love Letters

restless rambunctious
ridiculous rhetoric
riddles repeatedly
rhyming resplendently
rock-'n-roll, really?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

don't know whether to roar or purr....


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Alliterations?

Ok I have never heard of alliterations…….. And was wondering if words like 
abbey, acme, and acne would go along with alliterations …  and just maybe the 
meaty mossy messy mold at the mucky muddy murky waters of the slightly 
slippery sloppy backwaters were on the right track of this choicely choosy classy 
way of expressing earthlings eating elephants in the early evening with a 
beautiful sunset easily edging ending a really nice time and how do they all 
come together and not torture the toddler that is tougher than the trader tracking 
the tractor up the tower with the trainer  trotting with the trooper right behind 
looking for the treasure and the traitor trekking with the trucker loosing his 
trousers while trolling in the backwater. , I thought even if it isn't it is different.


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The Looking Glass

The Looking Glass


I look into the mirror,but it's a looking glass instead.
Visions start to grow,from inside of my head.
I seem to break free,from my hold with the past.
Uncetainty grows,wonder how long will it last?
The reflection,becomes the mirror to my soul,
I seem to find a ladder,to climb up from this hole.
The day starts to slow,yet continues to grow,
Then things just disappear,wonder where they go?
Sailing off,to some distant shore,
Seeing the other side,because I wanted it more.
Although I feel like a stranger,in a strange land,
I  feel quite at peace,I can see who I am........
Sometimes the visions begin to sour,
The sky turns gray,it looks like a shower?
The rain starts to fall,I'm getting rather wet,
There's seems to be so much,just riding on a bet.
But the sun soon returns,to bring hope back to the day.
The things I saw before,I see a different way.
I look back at the mirror,but there's just me.
When you look in the mirror,you never know what you'll see..........


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Illegals

Humans feed on hate and quench their thirst on pride
It is a monster we all carry around, it consumes us and eats us up inside
Violence is passed down in families like a tradition
We try to blame the younger generation, saying they don't want to listen
We are becoming a more  materialistic society with each moment passing in the 
day
We've created the monster in the next generation in a way
Blacks hat whites, whites hate blacks
It's not too late to change all that
Our country having problems begins at our borders
Illegals being higher, than the legit Americans in our country's pecking order
U.S. taxpayers foot the bill on their health care
Send these illegals back where they belong, they came from somewhere
They don't speak  English as they should be required to learn
We conform to them, that is a concern
All I'm asking is to become a legit taxpayer, or get out of my country
Illegals don't pay taxes, then why should we


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Anoint Me Oh Lord

anoint me oh Lord 
and please dry my tears
I'm trusting in your promise
to relieve my fears
anoint me oh Lord
show me your grace
as I worship You 
In this sacred place
anoint me oh Lord
please order my steps
lift me up
from the darkening depths

you're my tower of strength
you're my guiding force
you're my strongest ally
my spiritual source

anoint me oh Lord
as I bow to thee
praying for Your mercy
down on my knees
anoint me oh Lord
and to you I vow to serve
giving You all the praise
that You richly deserve
anoint me oh Lord 
on this very day
revive my spirit
and show me the way

you're my creator
the one responsible for my seed
you're my spiritual generator
who'll supply all of my needs

anoint me oh Lord
let me bask in Your light
show me perfect peace
all day and every night


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Jealousy

Crazed commotion commercialized
Addictive actions appraised
Watching wearily waiting
Glances, glimpses gazed 

Cell phone checked consistently
No new numbers needing names
Conniving, covetous and creative
Greedy gigantic game

Where, who and what?
Questions queenly quailed 
Answers acquiring accuracy
For a fearing fortress failed  

Captured confidence compiling
Suspicions a soaring social sight
Distrusting defiant diligence
Readily rehearsing rights 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles
 


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Our Creation

Loco lonely liaison
Passionless painful prize
Who we were withering
Erroneous empty eyes

All alone aimlessly 
Sitting silent suffering
Soulless stranger sadly
Ruthless regretful ring

Astute audacious affection 
Brings betrayed blasphemy
Pleading posing practicality
Misleading mental me

Destruction deviated distance
Afar against all advice
Cries crafting compassion 
Disarmed disloyal device  

© Stacy Lynn Stiles
  


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All Hallows Eve

Ghouls, ghosts and goblins
Wicked Wiccans wielding 
Spirits soaring sacredly 
Trick or treating?	

Pumpkin patches present
Barren by butcher’s beast
Costumed careless children
Foul frightening feast

Darkened distressed demons
Patiently persecuting prey
Evil engulfs the entities 
Devouring delicious day

Halloween howls heard
From foreign fetched fans
Yearning, yielding, yenning 
For a fearful frightening band

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Zion (Part two)

 
I am still in Zion for you are the one I long to please, let this world, this town try 
and break me and attempt to bring me to my knees, for it cannot and shall not 
ever even come close to defeating this-what we have, what God gave to us what 
we have bled for and how we came so close, so close to perfection and to 
everything I have never known, you have loved me and you have finally shown, 
you have shown me what it is to desire a true but forbidden fire and the rest of my 
years here on this earth and the rest of my tears and fears I long to share with 
you and the temple I have raised in your name while I praise God that you came 
and shattered all the false dreams and hopes and for this reality I cope and try to 
deal with all of the farce that I must deal with and my sanity is now a blissful part 
of life for I have lost that pain and lost that strife that has plagued me I shall obey 
thee and strive to please you in the way only a King could please his Queen by 
offering her the world and all the jewels within it. Thank you for this


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Poetry

Proses and poems
Pictured prevail
Emotions emancipated 
Feelings of frail

Stances and stanzas
Words weaponry
Therapeutic tensions
Designated decree

Odes of oration 
Verses verily victorious 
Whimsical writes
Grandeur of glorious

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Soothe The Soul

Somber sonnet, slumbering of soul
So tired of being tired, 
Seems nobody knows…
Soul of slumbering sonata, 
Somber, screams of the heart,
Superficial strokes soon to depart,
So tired of being tired,
Seems nobody knows…
Searching sweet solace,
Stir o’ slumbering sonata
Stimulating serenity of soul…
Surrogate the somber sonnet
Serendipitously, so …‘til, it’s no longer tired, but 
Soothing balm of stamina   
Strengthening survival of the soul… 


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Amusing Decor

Unfaithful useless utter
Demeaning devoured décor
Violent vicious venom
Mockingly medaling more

Creative cautious coalition 
Against all amidst abate
Struggling sanely satisfied
For a ferocious frigid fate 

Dominate destructive deity 
Proud pacifying past
Loathing lustrous lividity
Fictitiously falling fast

Gallantly ghastly grounded
Remaining reluctantly recluse  
Distance desired deadliness
Amusing agonistic abuse  

© Stacy Lynn Stiles
   


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Something New

I’ve seen the beauty, 
I’ve seen the devil
I’ve been around the purity, 
I know why Cain killed Abel

There are blockades in our life 
There’s right and wrong 
So we wish we could ignore
But we don’t know which to do 
 
Sometimes everything seems wrong 
There are things you have to choose
We left when we want more
That’s not the right thing to do

When life tears you apart
It makes a life that choice
That's when you think real hard
And come up with what’s yours 
 
Bury me in the sand
Lift my name up high
From wounds of a wanted man
To the cape that allows you to fly

You can’t always take it with you
But you can find a home
You are welcomed everywhere
But some places you can’t go 

Just when you’re at you lowest
Your peak will surely grow
You can’t always pretend 
And I know you know

Even though you can’t find me
You know where we are
This is where I come in
And take us to the stars 
 
And I know what to do 
I know I can’t stay
Stay away from you 

Just when you got down
You think you’re not around
But I know that ain’t true 

Take a look around
We got plans to make
I can’t get away from you 
 
And you will always find something new
You know it’s what we’re meant to do
No matter what we’re going through 
You will always find something new 

And I know where we are And you know where we are
You can’t always pretend 
And I know where we are And you know where we are
Even though you can’t always find me 


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Our Dream

You’re the god send,
You’re often lost in your own thoughts, 
For something bigger.  
Don’t have to be the leader, 
but your often the one that’s sought
more often than not 

you ask the question, what if it were true?
The appropriateness that truly, truly defines you
You long to get out of the darkness
And into the light 
 
God of your dreams
God of your domain
the truth will set you free
Hope is all that remains 

It's not literal movement
Only a state of mind
Subtle of the myth
The gods stood looking at the light
But not from the window 

It’s the brightness of the night
To find that one inside 
It’s a gift that you can’t buy
This is what belongs to me
This is where I fit in
We’re right they’re wrong 
That’s the way it’s got to be 
 
Make the most of the dream
Make the most of the night
Just because there’s darkness
Doesn’t mean there’s no light
It’s the ever changing longing 
From here to where we go


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Scents of Dreams

Dreams dieing distantly
Long lingering light
Falling further faraway
Fabricated fouled fight

Traces teasing telling
Selfish senseless sores
Open oafish obedience
Crackling coastal core

Sacrificial senses stating
An awkward abandonment
Naked notions needing
Sweet succulent selfless scents

Aromas airing anonymously
Teaching to tell the tale  
Dislocated dreams deadening
Fictionalizing failure; a final farewell 

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SILENCE IN THE HOUSE OF DEATH

THIS PERSON WHO IS HE IN MY HOUSE
WHY DON'T ARISE IN MY JARGON-ED   NAME 
MY SOUL IN DESPAIR
I HAVE AN INHUMAN INVENTATION TO THIS AMALGAMATING AUDIENCE
OF ARSON
SKELETON 'S ARE IN ADMISSION, THE GHOST IN REPETITION WITH GHOULS 
IN DISPOSITION
MY BONES' CRIES ARE FEARLESS IN UNANSWERED
FILLING THE ROOM WITHOUT ENOUGH ACCOMIDATIONS
A DEEP NARROW PATH APPERS OUT OF PARTICIPATION
WHILE THE REAPER BEGANS THE TRASLATION
I FEEL THE INVOICE OF SORROW
WITH DEATH'S INCOMPETTENT BARROW
HE STEALS THE SHAMEFUL TOMOARROW
I STAND IN LUXURY OF ;OUD-SPEACKING MAN OF POWER
CLOCKS TURN MANIPULATING EVERY HOUR I AM LIKE A NEWBORN IN A 
MIDNIGHT SHOWER
NEVER FEELING THE SAME
AS I WALK TO SIT DOWN BY THE FIRE, I PLACE MYSELF 
AS I 'M STOOPED OVER IN THE MIDDLE,
I AM STRUCK BY A FIDDLE