1967 Poems - Poems about 1967

Domestic Terrorists corrupt officers Mc kissick niece attacking innocent persons stop sending Terrorists threats fraud waste scum bullying terrorizing blowing up vehicles seated with the arson murderer of nine persons Ciro Gargano actually blew up my skull with a car bomb because I wore wires pregnant for the FBI buying weapons and drugs from junk sick...

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Negatives - no distance or angle, reveals substance of the female, when projection of self pauses. Still image, no movement - luminance lost, no colour or life until viewed. Pensive, closed and defensive, tense and drawn in, settled - unsettled again. "Seated Woman, Umbrella" defined and labeled, seeking table, conversation enabled. As I flit in and out of view, a Schrödinger study - temporarily drawn as charcoal, inked to remain an outline. Equate me, bind with...

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The humor of it all I shan't fall my stalker catrina bell my identity thief born 3-13-1967 you can't be me I'm born in 1963 terror rage from page to page live your own life live your own age brutal attacks upon my space love yourself love your own face fredlocks made his choice it...

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Swallowing lightning Teasing the bear Dharmic illusions Circling a square Trapping a rainbow Embracing the clowns Rewriting language Up getting down Stripping the moment Wishes that fly Summer of love Timeless goodbyes Alice returning Virtuous sin Lost in the rhythms Buried —within (The New Room: September, 2023)...

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I am a sports car round and sheik I flash my headlights for him to see I'm a caramel classic on new black streets 67 model cushiony satin seats I'm not bragging that's not my style Reveal my grill is to steal his smile I've got speed still and make him proud Not too many dents not too many miles I was manufactured by...

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Las Vegas 1967 Harrah’s, free drinks Circus Circus, bring the kids Frontier, win a Chevy Golden Nugget, best slots Flamingo Capri, Elvis impersonator Caesar’s Palace, world’s best buffet Tropicana, win big Sahara, all day breakfast Dunes, best shrimp cocktail thirty cents Golden Nugget, live girls I would certainly hope so....

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CANCER circa 1967 It ate away at compassion chewed ragged the edges of love hard breath drawn through clenched teeth fighting the whisper denying the thought ...

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Do not notice the meteorite in the screen next to the tunnel they said. If you disobey this law, this is the sixties, so we could shoot you dead. We got into our black and white cars, and drove to and from work. Doing our duty, because back in the day, nobody dared shirk. Daily I drove my co-worker...

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jalapeno peppers parading their truth proudly making the fried tortilla laugh oranges and the brightest azure blues the sizzle of a skillet my mouth salivates strumming of a banjo bluegrass music and cotton candy my food hot against its cardboard sleeve glitzy pink neon lights smell of hot popcorn laughter from all over the midway Iowa state fair magic carnival barkers screaming for my attention fireworks will start in...

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I remember so well the friends that I made when childhood was wrapped in blue sky but I cannot remember the last time we played - and whether we all said goodbye....

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It was a windy day My kite was practically blowing away But I was in a good mood Because a bologna sandwich is my kind of food Grandma skipped the mustard, put mayo on mine Because she knows me, and she is really quite fine. My cousins were with me, but they gave me some space ‘Cause I had Bruto with...

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The country was turbulent on TV, but not in Iowa The ‘Times Were A Changing’ for most to see, but not in Iowa There was more to sound than snippets or bites, back then in Iowa Each voice was heard when spoken and free, back then in Iowa The kindling burned in most other states, but not in Iowa Ideals were being traded, their price...

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her heart was shanghaied captured on a sunny beach with waves lapping happily in a nineteen sixty-seven day Beach Boys were singing From a portable transistor wind carried happy laughter he had flecks of gold in his eyes They were in love So she let him put lotion on her back A brave move for these times...

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Yesterday's Nonsense I don't like animal crackers Dewey, I'd rather have eggs and Ham. I've never liked animal crackers Dewey, You know what a fiend I am. Fix me a sandwich Dewey, With an intellectual swing Give me a soda Dewey, Make me laugh and sing. I don't like animal crackers Dewey, That's all you want to eat. All that is good is not pretty, And all...

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Watching the lushness pass below me Rivers lazy, paddies verdant Crater ringlets there to show me Wanton murder too often fervent Young men dying, futures slaughtered An idiotic, absurd endeavor Unborn sons and unborn daughters Our loss, their loss, gone forever Who remembers, who considers Those whose dreams that ended there? Souls for sale to highest bidders My soul, their souls, shared despair Time...

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