Best Cee Poems

there once was a time of simple pleasures
like hop-scotch, marbles and electric trains
hop-scotch turnd into scotch on the rocks
when i got drunk enough to realize what adulthood ordains

childhood led to my becoming a hood
i held a lot of adoration for adolescence
my youth was an era...

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SHE DOES
she does make me feel whole
she does touch the intricacies of my soul
she does, and she does it all
with every poem she answers a holy dove's call

she does thrill me body and bone
she does make me feel no longer alone
she does write words I...

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FOOLED AND OVERRULED

I chose never to believe in nevermore
Forever I wanted to believe in forevermore
But seemingly forever had another plan
To leave me a lonely and saddened man

Walks in the dark led to a peaceful park
And a place where only lovers may go
I had the freedom...

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FROM COLUMBINE TO COLORADO

So he gazes at his arsenal with stars in his eyes
as his neighbors see not through his disguise
he lives and breaths all alone
and he has a collection of bloody clothes and bullet ridden bone

he thinks, he ponders and wonders what havoc he...

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Cherie-A ROSE AROSE

T’was once a rose, t’was once a weed
No thorns upon her stem decreed
The rose, for that weed, fulfilled his every need
A bud with nectar sweeter than any mead

Alas, the two had never met
One simple dahlia kept them apart
The weed was angry, the rose...

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JUST LOOK AROUND STUPID


they're out there
everywhere
the ones who don't see beauty the universe composes
the tall golden wheat and the royal red roses
they don't appreciate the moonlight where kisses begin
and they spend the week in sordidness and sin
they never say "halleleujah" yet take His name in...

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WHEREVER IS WHENEVER 

Whenever living begins to chase me
or whenever it attempts to erase me
whenever life seems like a tumultuous insurrection
I always run in the same direction

Whenever denial defies my ample  need
Whenever a festering sore begins to bleed
Whenever I feel like an outcast from...

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ATLAS SCRUBBED         

            Let’s all sit down and discuss this rationally
Since it is of import internationally
And hysteria will get us nowhere
So let’s get a few facts...

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THEY USED SPOONED NOW SHE IS SPOON FED
He holds a seventy-two year old spoon to her mouth
seventy-two years wed
seventy-two years in the same bed
he holds the spoon in front of her gray framed head
after all, sick or not, frail or not
the lady must be fed
and...

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WHY, CRY I

I wonder if my disappointment will ever dissipate?
And will my sorrow suddenly end tomorrow?
Will my life create anything but hate?
And instead of lending will I be able to borrow?

Questions are legion in a region of few solutions
There is no one wise enough to...

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WAVE THE WAVES GOODBYE
there once was a beach in beleze
upon which a girl begged me "please"
so i put my hand
where nature had planned
and that's how i got this disease
  (c) copy write PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~...

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IT SEEMS TO ME THAT THE PRIME OF MY PARENY’S LIFE WAS ALMOST 
                               ...

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ELITE ELOCUTION

Pray tell
My belle
Bespeak thy spell
And pierce my fragile shell
To make of me a harbinger in hell
My belle

Please explain
My swain
How thou shall surely be the measure of my pain
Please make plain
The stain upon my life which you will, with certainty, ordain
And about all my merriment...

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AUTUMN OUGHT NOT BE SO ORIDNARY

Setting now is another Autumnal sun
Another late October day is nearly done
And now I’ve another night all alone to face
Without a lasting and loving embrace
Sans a kindly kiss good-night
And a “sleep well my sweet” wrapped in delight
With sincerity sequestered in...

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To all of you who read the first song, I thank you-and to those of you who went to CJBELL.NET I thank you exponentially
  TAKE A SPIN IN CRINOLINE

Do you tango?
Do you dance a lot, 
my Sir Lancelot?
Do you cha-cha?
And like me you sure...

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